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 Chile and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yaz to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Ultravox,
Glambeats Corp.,
Donny Hathaway,
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ituana,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Camberwell Now,
Gang Gang Dance,
Patti Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sarah Menescal,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roxy Music,
Japan,
Spandau Ballet,
The Velvet Underground,
Lee Hazlewood,
the Fania All-Stars,
Vainqueur,
ABBA,
Malaria!,
David McCallum,
Interpol,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Fuzztones,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Television Personalities,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Brothers Johnson,
John Coltrane,
Brand Nubian,
Parry Music,
The Grass Roots,
the Human League,
Black Moon,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fortunes,
The Kinks,
The Techniques,
Absolute Body Control,
David Bowie,
Porter Ricks,
Underground Resistance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bauhaus,
Bush Tetras,
The Smoke,
Rod Modell,
Harry Pussy,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Cowsills,
Echospace,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Al Stewart,
Scion,
Sun Ra,
Circle Jerks,
China Crisis,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.