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 Denmark and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Kayak to the dance 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camouflage,
Maleditus Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Schoolly D,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joy Division,
La Düsseldorf,
Crash Course in Science,
The Mummies,
The Sonics,
Al Stewart,
the Sonics,
Fatback Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Theoretical Girls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Howard Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Wings,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Christie,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Saints,
Kurtis Blow,
Absolute Body Control,
Urselle,
Bauhaus,
The Monochrome Set,
Eve St. Jones,
Hardrive,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
U.S. Maple,
Technova,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Delta 5,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Yusef Lateef,
Silicon Teens,
Lyres,
Kerri Chandler,
Joensuu 1685,
Letta Mbulu,
Trumans Water,
The Divine Comedy,
Blancmange,
The Stooges,
The Fuzztones,
Supertramp,
Scientists,
Laurel Aitken,
Fear,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Thompson Twins,
Chris & Cosey,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.