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 Panama and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Stiv Bators to the punk 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 Fall. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Basic Channel,
The Mojo Men,
The Mummies,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Au Pairs,
Malaria!,
Drexciya,
Leonard Cohen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Visage,
Robert Wyatt,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Erykah Badu,
A Certain Ratio,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Patti Smith,
Cybotron,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lee Hazlewood,
Excepter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül,
Skarface,
The Raincoats,
Eve St. Jones,
Newcleus,
Agitation Free,
Livin' Joy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gong,
Fad Gadget,
Zero Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
China Crisis,
Angry Samoans,
The Blues Magoos,
Bluetip,
Arcadia,
The Tremeloes,
Lindisfarne,
John Foxx,
The Modern Lovers,
The Star Department,
The Cramps,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fugs,
Aaron Thompson,
Siglo XX,
Hardrive,
Monolake,
Iggy Pop,
Eric Dolphy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roxette,
The Young Rascals,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stetsasonic,
The Count Five,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Hashim,
Jerry's Kids,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.