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 Qatar and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ultravox to the funk 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 The Sound. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
The Names,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lower 48,
Funky Four + One,
The Invisible,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Moon,
Sun Ra,
Pulsallama,
Theoretical Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Infiniti,
Minny Pops,
Skarface,
The Monks,
L. Decosne,
Rotary Connection,
New Order,
Junior Murvin,
The Cowsills,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marine Girls,
Sugar Minott,
Minutemen,
X-101,
Marshall Jefferson,
LL Cool J,
Chrome,
Sonic Youth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Hardrive,
X-102,
Bad Manners,
Drive Like Jehu,
Harry Pussy,
Pierre Henry,
Procol Harum,
Model 500,
The Tremeloes,
Fat Boys,
John Foxx,
Jesper Dahlback,
Althea and Donna,
Ituana,
H. Thieme,
Roxette,
PIL,
Amon Düül,
Kenny Larkin,
Bush Tetras,
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick Morgan,
The Seeds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eddi Front,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eve St. Jones,
Al Stewart,
Ice-T,
Dead Boys,
The J.B.'s,
Newcleus,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.