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 Qatar and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 La Düsseldorf to the rock 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Cal Tjader,
The Techniques,
Moss Icon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Todd Terry,
Accadde A,
The Blues Magoos,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Birthday Party,
Minny Pops,
Ten City,
Grey Daturas,
Country Teasers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Althea and Donna,
Bobby Womack,
Gabor Szabo,
Urselle,
Derrick Morgan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Human League,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
DJ Sneak,
Lou Reed,
The Beau Brummels,
Clear Light,
Monolake,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Pretty Things,
Loose Ends,
F. McDonald,
The J.B.'s,
John Lydon,
The Trojans,
Brass Construction,
Blake Baxter,
The Remains,
Nirvana,
Sandy B,
Ultra Naté,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Litter,
The Sonics,
Crooked Eye,
Erasure,
Dual Sessions,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soft Cell,
Yellowson,
Subhumans,
48th St. Collective,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Organ,
Theoretical Girls,
The Victims,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.