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 Angola and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Moleskins to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cameo,
Faust,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Spandau Ballet,
The Star Department,
Harry Pussy,
Tears for Fears,
Desert Stars,
Soft Machine,
Shoche,
Judy Mowatt,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grauzone,
The Saints,
DJ Style,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Harmonia,
Dennis Brown,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joyce Sims,
Deakin,
Section 25,
The Real Kids,
K-Klass,
Depeche Mode,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
H. Thieme,
Radiohead,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dorothy Ashby,
Wasted Youth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jandek,
Q65,
Lightning Bolt,
Eric Copeland,
DNA,
Cymande,
Average White Band,
The Birthday Party,
The Moleskins,
Easy Going,
Crooked Eye,
Alton Ellis,
ABBA,
The Neon Judgement,
Gichy Dan,
Marc Almond,
The Victims,
Kurtis Blow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nas,
Monks,
Basic Channel,
The Residents,
Q and Not U,
The Cowsills,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.