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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Excepter to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Model 500. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Blake Baxter,
Brass Construction,
OOIOO,
Porter Ricks,
Organ,
Laurel Aitken,
The United States of America,
the Fania All-Stars,
Faust,
Brothers Johnson,
Nils Olav,
Dave Gahan,
Moebius,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jeff Mills,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Mojo Men,
Kevin Saunderson,
Los Fastidios,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minnie Riperton,
The Blues Magoos,
Marc Almond,
Dead Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tommy Roe,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang of Four,
Underground Resistance,
PIL,
Roxy Music,
Derrick Morgan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
MDC,
Al Stewart,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Robert Wyatt,
Saccharine Trust,
Negative Approach,
Rosa Yemen,
Talk Talk,
Crooked Eye,
June of 44,
Kas Product,
Flamin' Groovies,
Radiopuhelimet,
Excepter,
Wire,
Todd Terry,
The Associates,
John Lydon,
Aswad,
a-ha,
Byron Stingily,
The Move,
Nirvana,
The New Christs,
Fat Boys,
Ossler,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.