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 Peru and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
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 Pagans to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
ABBA,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Trumans Water,
Pylon,
X-Ray Spex,
Saccharine Trust,
Barclay James Harvest,
Q65,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Delon & Dalcan,
Con Funk Shun,
Marshall Jefferson,
Interpol,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lyres,
Theoretical Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Blake Baxter,
Livin' Joy,
Pierre Henry,
Eddi Front,
the Soft Cell,
Laurel Aitken,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
B.T. Express,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sight & Sound,
Magma,
Prince Buster,
Babytalk,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sonic Youth,
Grey Daturas,
Sound Behaviour,
Quadrant,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter and Kerry,
A Certain Ratio,
X-102,
Shoche,
Malaria!,
Second Layer,
The Electric Prunes,
Skriet,
New York Dolls,
Make Up,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bauhaus,
Rufus Thomas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Deakin,
Toni Rubio,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donny Hathaway,
KRS-One,
Sun Ra,
Shuggie Otis,
The Seeds,
Marvin Gaye,
Scion,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.