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 Belgium and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Roxy Music to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Dual Sessions,
Reuben Wilson,
Minny Pops,
Mary Jane Girls,
Guru Guru,
Crime,
R.M.O.,
the Fania All-Stars,
Barry Ungar,
The Cure,
A Certain Ratio,
Underground Resistance,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Slits,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Black Moon,
Scrapy,
The Velvet Underground,
The Raincoats,
the Sonics,
Skaos,
The Count Five,
Girls At Our Best!,
Stetsasonic,
Kas Product,
The Skatalites,
Bizarre Inc.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marmalade,
Tim Buckley,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Television,
Nico,
Erykah Badu,
The Pop Group,
Josef K,
The Fortunes,
Archie Shepp,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Donald Byrd,
Reagan Youth,
Fear,
The Dirtbombs,
Make Up,
Shoche,
John Holt,
Peter and Kerry,
Piero Umiliani,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
New Order,
Shuggie Otis,
Wings,
Connie Case,
Thompson Twins,
The Invisible,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Big Daddy Kane,
China Crisis,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.