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 Guyana and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 theremin 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 Pagans to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hardrive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Nirvana,
Cybotron,
Excepter,
Robert Wyatt,
Glambeats Corp.,
Barbara Tucker,
Gong,
E-Dancer,
Nico,
Mission of Burma,
Amon Düül II,
Negative Approach,
Joyce Sims,
Wings,
Skriet,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Magma,
Gerry Rafferty,
X-101,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Holt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gabor Szabo,
Patti Smith,
Unrelated Segments,
Boredoms,
Lindisfarne,
Public Enemy,
Connie Case,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Darondo,
Model 500,
Pulsallama,
The Human League,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Young Rascals,
Derrick May,
MC5,
World's Most,
The Barracudas,
Suburban Knight,
Joy Division,
ABBA,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sällskapet,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fad Gadget,
The Buckinghams,
Minnie Riperton,
Kaleidoscope,
Vainqueur,
Scott Walker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.