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 Iceland and from Shanghai.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar 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 John Foxx to the techno 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Buzzcocks,
David McCallum,
Japan,
Morten Harket,
The Last Poets,
The Modern Lovers,
Average White Band,
Swell Maps,
Eric Copeland,
Sam Rivers,
Essential Logic,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Finger,
Eric B and Rakim,
Qualms,
The Move,
Television Personalities,
Wally Richardson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mummies,
DJ Sneak,
Pylon,
Deakin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cameo,
The Pop Group,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Fortunes,
Yaz,
Lower 48,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hardrive,
Symarip,
Lungfish,
Dave Gahan,
The Flesh Eaters,
Spandau Ballet,
The Red Krayola,
Steve Hackett,
Flash Fearless,
Ohio Players,
Banda Bassotti,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cramps,
Television,
This Heat,
the Human League,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Slave,
Flamin' Groovies,
Monolake,
Fad Gadget,
Cluster,
The Standells,
The Blues Magoos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Max Romeo,
Electric Prunes,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Moleskins,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.