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 Grenada and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Cymande to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Surgeon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Thee Headcoats,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ten City,
The Flesh Eaters,
cv313,
Wally Richardson,
Hoover,
Gong,
Dave Gahan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Shoche,
Gabor Szabo,
The Cramps,
Shuggie Otis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wasted Youth,
the Germs,
Erasure,
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tubeway Army,
Dead Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
Monks,
The Five Americans,
Dual Sessions,
Television,
Rosa Yemen,
KRS-One,
Nils Olav,
Crime,
Oblivians,
The Alarm Clocks,
New Order,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ultravox,
Interpol,
Lindisfarne,
The Litter,
Alison Limerick,
Peter and Kerry,
In Retrospect,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fat Boys,
Deepchord,
Wolf Eyes,
John Foxx,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Evens,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Bar-Kays,
Joensuu 1685,
Hardrive,
Glenn Branca,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.