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 Ukraine and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Arcadia to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nas,
Newcleus,
X-102,
Radiopuhelimet,
In Retrospect,
Eve St. Jones,
Rod Modell,
June Days,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Clear Light,
Danielle Patucci,
Surgeon,
Drexciya,
Ohio Players,
Mantronix,
Terrestrial Tones,
Heaven 17,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Theoretical Girls,
Moby Grape,
Essential Logic,
Make Up,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aaron Thompson,
Mark Hollis,
Duran Duran,
Scratch Acid,
Pet Shop Boys,
a-ha,
The Fall,
The Offenders,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lungfish,
New Age Steppers,
U.S. Maple,
Roxette,
Sound Behaviour,
Dave Gahan,
The Cramps,
New York Dolls,
Trumans Water,
Avey Tare,
DJ Sneak,
The Toasters,
The Blues Magoos,
The Detroit Cobras,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stiv Bators,
Alison Limerick,
H. Thieme,
Subhumans,
Skaos,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Average White Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Amazonics,
Minutemen,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.