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 Qatar and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Amazonics to the disco 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 Circle Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
The Kinks,
Flash Fearless,
Deadbeat,
Scientists,
The Skatalites,
cv313,
Lou Reed,
Warsaw,
Agitation Free,
This Heat,
the Bar-Kays,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Q65,
Slave,
Crime,
Anakelly,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Five Americans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Average White Band,
Infiniti,
Q and Not U,
Prince Buster,
Bobby Sherman,
Agent Orange,
ABC,
Minnie Riperton,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eddi Front,
Ituana,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Main Source,
Hashim,
The Cure,
OOIOO,
The Move,
The Martian,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wally Richardson,
The Birthday Party,
Mission of Burma,
Scion,
kango's stein massive,
The Motions,
Anthony Braxton,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Searchers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Toasters,
Sam Rivers,
Maurizio,
The Leaves,
FM Einheit,
Tubeway Army,
Organ,
Little Man,
Sonic Youth,
Basic Channel,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.