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 Eritrea and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet 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 Half Japanese to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wally Richardson,
Aaron Thompson,
The Skatalites,
Peter and Kerry,
Neu!,
Man Parrish,
Deakin,
Sparks,
Alton Ellis,
Interpol,
Country Teasers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Prince Buster,
Basic Channel,
Roger Hodgson,
Radio Birdman,
Pulsallama,
Gang of Four,
KRS-One,
Mo-Dettes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Oneida,
The Toasters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fela Kuti,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultimate Spinach,
Todd Rundgren,
Ituana,
Parry Music,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Byron Stingily,
The Moody Blues,
Danielle Patucci,
The Grass Roots,
FM Einheit,
The Electric Prunes,
Moss Icon,
Jerry's Kids,
Organ,
Faraquet,
Young Marble Giants,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Yaz,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Dead C,
JFA,
Symarip,
Camberwell Now,
Stereo Dub,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
48th St. Collective,
The Golliwogs,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Cale,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Radiohead,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.