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 Morocco and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ultravox to the electroclash 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Camouflage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Real Kids,
Thee Headcoats,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kayak,
Camberwell Now,
The Cowsills,
Nirvana,
Mr. Review,
Desert Stars,
Jeff Lynne,
The Vogues,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Electric Prunes,
Animal Collective,
The Mummies,
Anakelly,
Marmalade,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eden Ahbez,
Suicide,
Essential Logic,
The Techniques,
Jacob Miller,
The Zeros,
Guru Guru,
The Birthday Party,
Radiopuhelimet,
Crime,
June of 44,
Mo-Dettes,
Minutemen,
Roy Ayers,
Accadde A,
Royal Trux,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joe Finger,
China Crisis,
Erykah Badu,
The Fugs,
The Walker Brothers,
The Blues Magoos,
ABC,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rosa Yemen,
Kaleidoscope,
Yaz,
The Fall,
Franke,
Gichy Dan,
Gil Scott Heron,
CMW,
Qualms,
DNA,
Terrestrial Tones,
U.S. Maple,
Das Ding,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.