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 Malaysia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Faust to the dance 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gap Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Drexciya,
T. Rex,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Human League,
Tres Demented,
Trumans Water,
Country Joe & The Fish,
In Retrospect,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
X-Ray Spex,
Danielle Patucci,
Yellowson,
Anthony Braxton,
Whodini,
the Human League,
Saccharine Trust,
Curtis Mayfield,
Duran Duran,
the Association,
Cal Tjader,
Public Enemy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Y Pants,
Kurtis Blow,
The Neon Judgement,
Motorama,
The Wake,
Bob Dylan,
Minutemen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cramps,
The American Breed,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eden Ahbez,
Monks,
Neu!,
Mars,
Kaleidoscope,
The Walker Brothers,
Hoover,
China Crisis,
Electric Prunes,
Theoretical Girls,
Fela Kuti,
Cymande,
The Smoke,
Mission of Burma,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Brand Nubian,
Dead Boys,
The Buckinghams,
The Index,
Funkadelic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Searchers,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.