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 United Kingdom and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Eddi Front to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lightning Bolt,
The Leaves,
Altered Images,
Half Japanese,
DNA,
The Knickerbockers,
Tommy Roe,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick May,
Circle Jerks,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Litter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Accadde A,
Moebius,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cymande,
The Slits,
The Neon Judgement,
Brass Construction,
Excepter,
Fear,
The Martian,
Man Parrish,
Darondo,
Buzzcocks,
Spoonie Gee,
Pylon,
The Trojans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tubeway Army,
The Wake,
Stiv Bators,
Isaac Hayes,
The Mojo Men,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Invisible,
China Crisis,
Masters at Work,
E-Dancer,
Gregory Isaacs,
Organ,
Eddi Front,
Infiniti,
Bill Near,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barry Ungar,
The Sound,
Eli Mardock,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Newcleus,
Bauhaus,
Pole,
Con Funk Shun,
MDC,
Harmonia,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.