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 Venezuela 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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin 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 KRS-One to the grime 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sister Nancy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
8 Eyed Spy,
In Retrospect,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
D'Angelo,
Aloha Tigers,
Hot Snakes,
Inner City,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sixth Finger,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camouflage,
Von Mondo,
Schoolly D,
Kenny Larkin,
Roger Hodgson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Christie,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fortunes,
The Modern Lovers,
Audionom,
Pagans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Raincoats,
Nils Olav,
Steve Hackett,
Boredoms,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Au Pairs,
Excepter,
The Move,
Darondo,
Q and Not U,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alton Ellis,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Zeros,
Talk Talk,
Dawn Penn,
Black Moon,
David Bowie,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bad Manners,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
David Axelrod,
Absolute Body Control,
Cameo,
Franke,
The Five Americans,
Soft Machine,
The Pretty Things,
Monolake,
Japan,
Unrelated Segments,
The Red Krayola,
Ohio Players,
Black Flag,
The Mojo Men,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.