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 Australia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Judy Mowatt to the disco 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Christie,
Drexciya,
R.M.O.,
Josef K,
Roy Ayers,
The Durutti Column,
Tears for Fears,
Oblivians,
Bad Manners,
Banda Bassotti,
Stiv Bators,
Jerry's Kids,
The Modern Lovers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Duran Duran,
The Slackers,
JFA,
H. Thieme,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brand Nubian,
Stockholm Monsters,
Rotary Connection,
Curtis Mayfield,
cv313,
Ken Boothe,
The Black Dice,
Delon & Dalcan,
CMW,
Anthony Braxton,
Lakeside,
China Crisis,
Buzzcocks,
Slave,
Yazoo,
Eddi Front,
Marvin Gaye,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tom Boy,
Neu!,
Con Funk Shun,
Brass Construction,
Tim Buckley,
Nik Kershaw,
Shuggie Otis,
D'Angelo,
David Axelrod,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Negative Approach,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Beau Brummels,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Fania All-Stars,
Thee Headcoats,
The Skatalites,
the Bar-Kays,
The Blues Magoos,
Jawbox,
Subhumans,
LL Cool J,
The Smoke,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.