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 Greece and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Marcia Griffiths to the techno 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Human League,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ludus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pole,
Tubeway Army,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scion,
Eli Mardock,
Cameo,
Alice Coltrane,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Joensuu 1685,
Ken Boothe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Anakelly,
Peter and Kerry,
The Barracudas,
Marmalade,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Schoolly D,
Technova,
Flash Fearless,
Spandau Ballet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nas,
Robert Görl,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Count Five,
Severed Heads,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kenny Larkin,
Tom Boy,
Hardrive,
Supertramp,
The Velvet Underground,
Dead Boys,
Camberwell Now,
Scan 7,
Delon & Dalcan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Section 25,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gang Starr,
The Standells,
The Stooges,
Vladislav Delay,
Yaz,
Can,
Drexciya,
Vainqueur,
The Cure,
Excepter,
Parry Music,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
John Coltrane,
Negative Approach,
Joyce Sims,
Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep, Black Sheep.
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.