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 Malaysia and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Depeche Mode to the rap 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kayak,
Procol Harum,
These Immortal Souls,
Main Source,
Lakeside,
Lou Christie,
Ten City,
The Move,
the Soft Cell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Animal Collective,
Laurel Aitken,
The Flesh Eaters,
Hot Snakes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blake Baxter,
Idris Muhammad,
Bang On A Can,
Dawn Penn,
ABC,
Charles Mingus,
Spandau Ballet,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Derrick May,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Organ,
The Gories,
Wasted Youth,
The Standells,
The Cure,
The Busters,
The Slackers,
Ohio Players,
Supertramp,
Depeche Mode,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bauhaus,
The Blackbyrds,
Roger Hodgson,
Young Marble Giants,
The Pop Group,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Star Department,
The Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Minor Threat,
Nick Fraelich,
Excepter,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New York Dolls,
Rosa Yemen,
Newcleus,
Black Flag,
The Wake,
the Human League,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tomorrow,
The Zeros,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.