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 Benin and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 The Angels of Light to the techno 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Barrington Levy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thompson Twins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Monks,
Funkadelic,
John Cale,
Fluxion,
Hashim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dennis Brown,
Saccharine Trust,
Heaven 17,
Grandmaster Flash,
Arcadia,
Tres Demented,
Y Pants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rekid,
Eric Copeland,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Misunderstood,
Animal Collective,
Electric Prunes,
Tomorrow,
Little Man,
Scan 7,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sight & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Slave,
The Martian,
Inner City,
Dave Gahan,
Anthony Braxton,
Marine Girls,
The Blues Magoos,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Godley & Creme,
Flipper,
Flash Fearless,
Jacob Miller,
Aswad,
Cal Tjader,
Desert Stars,
The Vogues,
Black Sheep,
Sound Behaviour,
Pussy Galore,
China Crisis,
Kenny Larkin,
Gang Starr,
Index,
The Gladiators,
Scratch Acid,
Tim Buckley,
The Seeds,
Boredoms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.