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 Thailand and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Wings to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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 Raincoats,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Quantec,
Maurizio,
Animal Collective,
The Offenders,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Warren Ellis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-102,
Interpol,
Dave Gahan,
T. Rex,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rekid,
The Misunderstood,
Depeche Mode,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Funkadelic,
Archie Shepp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Tres Demented,
Motorama,
Groovy Waters,
Fat Boys,
John Holt,
Intrusion,
Susan Cadogan,
Nick Fraelich,
Ituana,
The Litter,
UT,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Quadrant,
Aswad,
Michelle Simonal,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Jacques Brel,
Jeff Lynne,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Newcleus,
The Tremeloes,
Grey Daturas,
R.M.O.,
Stetsasonic,
Camouflage,
John Lydon,
Matthew Bourne,
The Standells,
Soulsonic Force,
Technova,
10cc,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pierre Henry,
Lightning Bolt,
Tropical Tobacco,
Spandau Ballet,
Lee Hazlewood,
Smog,
Todd Terry,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.