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 Bhutan and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Judy Mowatt to the electroclash 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gong,
The Flesh Eaters,
Alphaville,
Amon Düül,
Quadrant,
The Standells,
L. Decosne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nico,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Icehouse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oneida,
Silicon Teens,
Andrew Hill,
Connie Case,
Alton Ellis,
The Velvet Underground,
Con Funk Shun,
The Remains,
The Vogues,
Kevin Saunderson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mission of Burma,
FM Einheit,
Amazonics,
Clear Light,
Frankie Knuckles,
Mr. Review,
Darondo,
Organ,
Bobby Womack,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Slits,
Monolake,
The Pop Group,
Spandau Ballet,
Lakeside,
Pylon,
Brothers Johnson,
Dawn Penn,
Junior Murvin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Young Marble Giants,
The Tremeloes,
The Moleskins,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Fat Boys,
Siglo XX,
Davy DMX,
The Gun Club,
Ohio Players,
Soul II Soul,
Jeru the Damaja,
Patti Smith,
Max Romeo,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Von Mondo,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.