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 Zimbabwe and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Deepchord,
Cheater Slicks,
FM Einheit,
Franke,
Livin' Joy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gerry Rafferty,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Christie,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Gang Dance,
Minny Pops,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Porter Ricks,
Roger Hodgson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Royal Trux,
The Dirtbombs,
Unrelated Segments,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Count Five,
The Last Poets,
Mantronix,
Rosa Yemen,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Vogues,
The Tremeloes,
Kas Product,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Public Image Ltd.,
David Bowie,
Arab on Radar,
Bill Near,
Johnny Clarke,
Half Japanese,
Cal Tjader,
The Divine Comedy,
Quadrant,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Flag,
Jerry's Kids,
New York Dolls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dave Gahan,
DNA,
Eve St. Jones,
Visage,
Amon Düül II,
Lebanon Hanover,
Deadbeat,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.