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 Bulgaria and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Todd Rundgren to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Johnny Clarke,
Accadde A,
Boogie Down Productions,
Talk Talk,
Jerry's Kids,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fad Gadget,
The Modern Lovers,
Dave Gahan,
Subhumans,
Yaz,
The Knickerbockers,
Stiv Bators,
John Lydon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Smog,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Quantec,
MC5,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lou Reed,
In Retrospect,
Neu!,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Adolescents,
Ornette Coleman,
The Wake,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Joey Negro,
Peter & Gordon,
Babytalk,
Das Ding,
Tim Buckley,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bush Tetras,
Scan 7,
Joe Finger,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Deakin,
Jeff Lynne,
Marine Girls,
FM Einheit,
Cameo,
Charles Mingus,
Howard Jones,
Pere Ubu,
Pantaleimon,
Al Stewart,
Frankie Knuckles,
Janne Schatter,
The Monochrome Set,
Ohio Players,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jawbox,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Matthew Bourne,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.