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 Suriname and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Minnie Riperton to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Nick Fraelich,
Ralphi Rosario,
Matthew Halsall,
Ponytail,
Boz Scaggs,
Godley & Creme,
Fatback Band,
The Toasters,
Hashim,
Vladislav Delay,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Litter,
Buzzcocks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Funky Four + One,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Au Pairs,
Traffic Nightmare,
Althea and Donna,
June Days,
Duran Duran,
Jacques Brel,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sex Pistols,
Groovy Waters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Christie,
Blancmange,
Radiohead,
Harmonia,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minor Threat,
Ultra Naté,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gang Starr,
The Slackers,
JFA,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Judy Mowatt,
Tubeway Army,
The Birthday Party,
Sun Ra,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Names,
The Moleskins,
The Fuzztones,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The J.B.'s,
The Doobie Brothers,
Donald Byrd,
Accadde A,
Jeru the Damaja,
Excepter,
The Pretty Things,
Al Stewart,
David Axelrod,
Sam Rivers,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.