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 Haiti and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Scrapy to the rock 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Kinks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Minny Pops,
The Remains,
Bobby Sherman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Robert Hood,
the Soft Cell,
Jeff Lynne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Masters at Work,
Peter & Gordon,
Barrington Levy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Monochrome Set,
Joe Smooth,
The Doors,
Newcleus,
Traffic Nightmare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jacques Brel,
Moebius,
Piero Umiliani,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Mo-Dettes,
Funkadelic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Liliput,
The Searchers,
Gang Green,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yaz,
Big Daddy Kane,
Godley & Creme,
Severed Heads,
the Association,
Clear Light,
Bill Wells,
Dead Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
The Count Five,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mars,
Swell Maps,
The Alarm Clocks,
Fat Boys,
The Fall,
Wolf Eyes,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sixth Finger,
Neil Young,
Malaria!,
The Move,
Smog,
The Martian,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.