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 Tuvalu and from Hong Kong.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 U.S. Maple 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
The Human League,
Grey Daturas,
Maurizio,
Rhythm & Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Nas,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
A Certain Ratio,
Peter and Kerry,
Accadde A,
Marine Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bad Manners,
Radiopuhelimet,
Silicon Teens,
Wings,
Absolute Body Control,
Aswad,
Pulsallama,
The Cure,
Eddi Front,
The Names,
Laurel Aitken,
The Velvet Underground,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Matthew Bourne,
Soulsonic Force,
The Moody Blues,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lalo Schifrin,
Judy Mowatt,
Deadbeat,
David McCallum,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Byrd,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eden Ahbez,
the Fania All-Stars,
Shuggie Otis,
Little Man,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eurythmics,
Bobby Womack,
Television,
Bill Near,
Iggy Pop,
Mad Mike,
This Heat,
Ohio Players,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Toni Rubio,
Agitation Free,
Sällskapet,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Crispian St. Peters,
The United States of America,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerri Chandler,
Shoche,
Terry Callier,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.