Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Haiti and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Girls At Our Best! to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Joensuu 1685,
Grey Daturas,
Johnny Clarke,
Ohio Players,
Nils Olav,
Infiniti,
Fad Gadget,
Cybotron,
Alphaville,
Kayak,
Country Teasers,
Neu!,
The Angels of Light,
Model 500,
Sparks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Max Romeo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cramps,
Swell Maps,
Juan Atkins,
The Detroit Cobras,
Panda Bear,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Index,
The Busters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Roger Hodgson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cecil Taylor,
Boz Scaggs,
Qualms,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pulsallama,
Warsaw,
the Human League,
Underground Resistance,
La Düsseldorf,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wally Richardson,
Todd Rundgren,
Masters at Work,
Symarip,
Jerry's Kids,
Cluster,
Nas,
Tres Demented,
Danielle Patucci,
Con Funk Shun,
Wings,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.