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 Sweden and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Leonard Cohen to the jazz 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Schoolly D,
The Misunderstood,
Sound Behaviour,
Public Enemy,
Saccharine Trust,
The Residents,
The Techniques,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Soft Cell,
Gichy Dan,
Quando Quango,
The Fuzztones,
Accadde A,
Eli Mardock,
China Crisis,
Organ,
Dennis Brown,
Graham Central Station,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Soft Machine,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gastr Del Sol,
World's Most,
10cc,
Yaz,
The Smoke,
T.S.O.L.,
MC5,
Matthew Halsall,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kaleidoscope,
cv313,
Big Daddy Kane,
Youth Brigade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roy Ayers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
John Lydon,
Kayak,
Guru Guru,
Albert Ayler,
Dead Boys,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Electric Prunes,
The Kinks,
ABC,
FM Einheit,
Tres Demented,
Chris Corsano,
Roger Hodgson,
Tim Buckley,
Young Marble Giants,
Nico,
Cameo,
The Star Department,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.