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 Lesotho and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester 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 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Al Stewart to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Quadrant,
Vladislav Delay,
Maurizio,
Half Japanese,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Invisible,
Hasil Adkins,
Fear,
Eric Dolphy,
Spoonie Gee,
This Heat,
Minor Threat,
Man Parrish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Raincoats,
Darondo,
Deepchord,
Silicon Teens,
Erasure,
Gichy Dan,
Todd Terry,
Trumans Water,
Skriet,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lindisfarne,
Khruangbin,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Negative Approach,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Monolake,
Aural Exciters,
the Human League,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alison Limerick,
Alphaville,
Johnny Osbourne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Divine Comedy,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Derrick Morgan,
The Slits,
Gastr Del Sol,
The United States of America,
Metal Thangz,
Crime,
The Gories,
Joe Finger,
Mars,
Soft Machine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Godley & Creme,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New Order,
Ice-T,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jimmy McGriff,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Carl Craig,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Tim Buckley,
PIL,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.