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 Guatemala and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Icehouse to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
Rakim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Motorama,
Lalann,
Echospace,
Das Ding,
The Smiths,
FM Einheit,
OOIOO,
Lightning Bolt,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eric Copeland,
Panda Bear,
the Swans,
Bluetip,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Durutti Column,
kango's stein massive,
Index,
Roy Ayers,
Absolute Body Control,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Easy Going,
This Heat,
Circle Jerks,
Y Pants,
Second Layer,
The Gladiators,
Derrick May,
Wings,
Los Fastidios,
Davy DMX,
The Grass Roots,
Stereo Dub,
Public Image Ltd.,
Television,
Barry Ungar,
Black Moon,
Josef K,
The Cure,
Todd Rundgren,
Charles Mingus,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sonny Sharrock,
Donny Hathaway,
The Doors,
June Days,
Letta Mbulu,
Ludus,
Jeff Lynne,
Mandrill,
Pylon,
Isaac Hayes,
Brick,
Blancmange,
The Human League,
Shoche,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.