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 Monaco and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
D'Angelo,
Rufus Thomas,
Erasure,
Ponytail,
The Beau Brummels,
Simply Red,
Nick Fraelich,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fugs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cheater Slicks,
Circle Jerks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Cale,
Rhythm & Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Urselle,
Mr. Review,
Peter and Kerry,
Fat Boys,
The Gories,
The Real Kids,
Ken Boothe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Amon Düül II,
Moss Icon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Deakin,
Yazoo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sparks,
Suburban Knight,
the Association,
Monks,
Delta 5,
Bronski Beat,
Althea and Donna,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Television,
The Flesh Eaters,
cv313,
Rod Modell,
Johnny Clarke,
Accadde A,
Cecil Taylor,
Letta Mbulu,
Supertramp,
Darondo,
Buzzcocks,
the Sonics,
The Doobie Brothers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bush Tetras,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Dave Clark Five,
ABBA,
Outsiders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Modern Lovers,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.