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 Denmark and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Lightning Bolt to the crunk 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Wally Richardson,
Section 25,
Dave Gahan,
Barbara Tucker,
Dorothy Ashby,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gastr Del Sol,
Model 500,
Sixth Finger,
Erykah Badu,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Goldenarms,
Roxette,
The Saints,
Parry Music,
Trumans Water,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marc Almond,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tubeway Army,
Bluetip,
The Count Five,
Josef K,
The Remains,
Joe Smooth,
Al Stewart,
Quando Quango,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pantytec,
Loose Ends,
Wire,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Brand Nubian,
David Bowie,
The Evens,
Liliput,
Joe Finger,
Yusef Lateef,
Roxy Music,
the Slits,
The Tremeloes,
Jeff Mills,
The Detroit Cobras,
Khruangbin,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ohio Players,
Aswad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Neu!,
The Moody Blues,
The Associates,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kenny Larkin,
Dawn Penn,
Amazonics,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.