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 Guyana and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Pop Group 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Robert Görl,
Jimmy McGriff,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ossler,
Hasil Adkins,
Yazoo,
Gerry Rafferty,
John Cale,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Dead Boys,
Roxette,
Gregory Isaacs,
ABBA,
Clear Light,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Peter and Kerry,
Deakin,
The Barracudas,
Susan Cadogan,
Lakeside,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Pop Group,
Joey Negro,
The Walker Brothers,
Soulsonic Force,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Soft Machine,
Bronski Beat,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rekid,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
CMW,
Aswad,
Television Personalities,
Electric Prunes,
Bill Wells,
The Modern Lovers,
Roxy Music,
Vainqueur,
The Techniques,
DJ Style,
Camberwell Now,
Isaac Hayes,
Fugazi,
Ituana,
Livin' Joy,
Von Mondo,
The Invisible,
Visage,
Ultra Naté,
Second Layer,
Don Cherry,
Fad Gadget,
Q and Not U,
Jerry's Kids,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.