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 Korea South and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Y Pants to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Stetsasonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
The Knickerbockers,
Joe Finger,
Make Up,
DJ Sneak,
Interpol,
Fela Kuti,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Goldenarms,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Evens,
Soft Cell,
Joy Division,
Amon Düül,
Neu!,
Sonic Youth,
The Searchers,
Ludus,
Quadrant,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blancmange,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Depeche Mode,
Albert Ayler,
The Moody Blues,
The Divine Comedy,
The Raincoats,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tommy Roe,
Fluxion,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hasil Adkins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kerri Chandler,
PIL,
Can,
H. Thieme,
The Mojo Men,
Mission of Burma,
The United States of America,
Clear Light,
Girls At Our Best!,
Grauzone,
The Young Rascals,
Trumans Water,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
R.M.O.,
Blossom Toes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Surgeon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Red Krayola,
The Doors,
UT,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
La Düsseldorf,
Magma,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.