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 Grenada and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer 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 The Gap Band to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Roger Hodgson,
Boz Scaggs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Chris Corsano,
The Motions,
Echospace,
Scientists,
The Five Americans,
10cc,
Duran Duran,
The Wake,
The Real Kids,
Wire,
Alphaville,
Niagra,
Public Image Ltd.,
Minny Pops,
The Skatalites,
Minutemen,
The Mojo Men,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Prince Buster,
Easy Going,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Christie,
Deakin,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Robert Hood,
Youth Brigade,
Crime,
La Düsseldorf,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cymande,
Davy DMX,
Talk Talk,
Malaria!,
The Angels of Light,
Dual Sessions,
Ponytail,
Harmonia,
Moby Grape,
Neil Young,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lindisfarne,
Blake Baxter,
Brass Construction,
The Standells,
Franke,
Wasted Youth,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aaron Thompson,
Essential Logic,
Severed Heads,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eurythmics,
Saccharine Trust,
Idris Muhammad,
Al Stewart,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.