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 Guyana and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Gap Band to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Flamin' Groovies,
Black Pus,
Pulsallama,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Frankie Knuckles,
Saccharine Trust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Whodini,
Gregory Isaacs,
the Soft Cell,
Japan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
X-102,
The Seeds,
Swans,
Thompson Twins,
The Birthday Party,
Grauzone,
Camouflage,
Rites of Spring,
The Smoke,
Public Image Ltd.,
Moebius,
the Association,
Accadde A,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Gladiators,
Skriet,
The Selecter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sam Rivers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DNA,
Yaz,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Skatalites,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Michelle Simonal,
Radiopuhelimet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Radiohead,
Television,
Robert Hood,
Kevin Saunderson,
Main Source,
Quando Quango,
Wolf Eyes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eurythmics,
Symarip,
Ultravox,
Underground Resistance,
the Human League,
Roxette,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Raincoats,
U.S. Maple,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.