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 Lebanon and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Can to the grunge 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Robert Görl,
Main Source,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soul Sonic Force,
Don Cherry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Glenn Branca,
Cheater Slicks,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cramps,
Agitation Free,
Fluxion,
Ralphi Rosario,
Smog,
Skaos,
The Star Department,
MDC,
Michelle Simonal,
One Last Wish,
The Fall,
Joyce Sims,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rotary Connection,
the Bar-Kays,
Groovy Waters,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Chris Corsano,
Howard Jones,
the Germs,
Bobby Sherman,
the Sonics,
Country Teasers,
Rekid,
Crash Course in Science,
Ohio Players,
Masters at Work,
Little Man,
The Human League,
Cal Tjader,
The Stooges,
Deakin,
Wings,
Fat Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Infiniti,
Scion,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mummies,
the Swans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Duran Duran,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ituana,
Colin Newman,
DJ Sneak,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.