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 France and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 AZ to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Model 500,
Bad Manners,
Heaven 17,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Eurythmics,
Arab on Radar,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Shadows of Knight,
The American Breed,
The Monochrome Set,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Real Kids,
Fear,
Vladislav Delay,
The Doobie Brothers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Index,
the Human League,
The Smoke,
Erykah Badu,
The Techniques,
Y Pants,
Skaos,
Robert Hood,
The Doors,
Amazonics,
Morten Harket,
Jerry's Kids,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Massinfluence,
Mission of Burma,
Robert Wyatt,
Wolf Eyes,
The Skatalites,
June Days,
The Toasters,
Tubeway Army,
Ultravox,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Schoolly D,
Sister Nancy,
The Gories,
Tim Buckley,
Black Moon,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gap Band,
JFA,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Toni Rubio,
Pagans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Velvet Underground,
Eric Copeland,
Malaria!,
Supertramp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sarah Menescal,
Gerry Rafferty,
the Swans,
Davy DMX,
Ten City,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.