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 Luxembourg and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Quantec to the grunge 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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Smog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Alarm Clocks,
K-Klass,
ABC,
Newcleus,
Desert Stars,
Zero Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kayak,
Ralphi Rosario,
Harry Pussy,
The Leaves,
X-Ray Spex,
Guru Guru,
The Wake,
Das Ding,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Amazonics,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
E-Dancer,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lightning Bolt,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Supertramp,
B.T. Express,
Josef K,
Little Man,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ituana,
The Golliwogs,
World's Most,
Bang On A Can,
The New Christs,
Ornette Coleman,
Nico,
Slick Rick,
Mantronix,
Mo-Dettes,
The Index,
The Raincoats,
Scion,
Man Parrish,
The Fire Engines,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Techniques,
Au Pairs,
Bob Dylan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Schoolly D,
Steve Hackett,
Yazoo,
H. Thieme,
Fear,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skriet,
Davy DMX,
Pet Shop Boys,
Livin' Joy,
The Fall,
Reuben Wilson,
Echospace,
The Electric Prunes,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.