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 Ukraine and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator 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 Lalo Schifrin to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Anakelly,
Todd Rundgren,
Zero Boys,
Reagan Youth,
The Blackbyrds,
Vainqueur,
Average White Band,
Anthony Braxton,
The Saints,
Wire,
Wings,
Aaron Thompson,
The Moleskins,
Malaria!,
Slick Rick,
Maurizio,
The Associates,
Funkadelic,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Monks,
Rufus Thomas,
La Düsseldorf,
Tim Buckley,
Jerry's Kids,
Interpol,
Mad Mike,
Talk Talk,
Pagans,
Byron Stingily,
Fatback Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Carl Craig,
Newcleus,
The Smiths,
Royal Trux,
Fugazi,
Soft Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ossler,
ABBA,
Quadrant,
Bad Manners,
Skriet,
Crime,
Lucky Dragons,
Excepter,
Ken Boothe,
Kayak,
Sarah Menescal,
Sandy B,
Soulsonic Force,
The Residents,
Flamin' Groovies,
Yellowson,
The Happenings,
cv313,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scott Walker,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blancmange,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.