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 Korea North and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Japan to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Basic Channel,
Ten City,
Stiv Bators,
Delon & Dalcan,
ABC,
Fad Gadget,
Youth Brigade,
Visage,
MDC,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Human League,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roger Hodgson,
Marc Almond,
Kerri Chandler,
Suicide,
Harmonia,
Ornette Coleman,
The Velvet Underground,
Bad Manners,
Darondo,
Thompson Twins,
Public Enemy,
Second Layer,
Unwound,
Soulsonic Force,
Liliput,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rapeman,
The Remains,
Nico,
Gregory Isaacs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Severed Heads,
Gang Starr,
Excepter,
Pharoah Sanders,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Charles Mingus,
New Order,
Quando Quango,
Quantec,
New York Dolls,
Con Funk Shun,
Fat Boys,
Masters at Work,
Donald Byrd,
Mandrill,
Minor Threat,
Oneida,
Kayak,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Junior Murvin,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronnie Foster,
Scientists,
Sister Nancy,
The Electric Prunes,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.