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 Qatar and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Japan to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eli Mardock,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pere Ubu,
The Zeros,
Unwound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pierre Henry,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cameo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Kayak,
Camouflage,
Oblivians,
The Stooges,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Metal Thangz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Pop Group,
Tears for Fears,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Kerri Chandler,
Jeff Lynne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Adolescents,
Youth Brigade,
Cymande,
Groovy Waters,
Livin' Joy,
48th St. Collective,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Motions,
Yazoo,
Roger Hodgson,
Ronnie Foster,
LL Cool J,
The Star Department,
Al Stewart,
Magma,
Joy Division,
Roy Ayers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Icehouse,
Fad Gadget,
Donny Hathaway,
Colin Newman,
The Grass Roots,
Franke,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yusef Lateef,
kango's stein massive,
Brand Nubian,
Reuben Wilson,
Bush Tetras,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Model 500,
Albert Ayler,
Ohio Players,
Gong,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.