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 Papua New Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Eurythmics to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Archie Shepp,
Malaria!,
Godley & Creme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Marine Girls,
Yusef Lateef,
Joey Negro,
John Foxx,
Joy Division,
Carl Craig,
Sarah Menescal,
Michelle Simonal,
Curtis Mayfield,
Funky Four + One,
Ronnie Foster,
Ituana,
Marmalade,
Japan,
Wolf Eyes,
Rosa Yemen,
Eurythmics,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hashim,
Scientists,
Roger Hodgson,
Section 25,
Brothers Johnson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Dead C,
Q and Not U,
Aloha Tigers,
Panda Bear,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Martian,
Kenny Larkin,
Wally Richardson,
Piero Umiliani,
The Pop Group,
The Cramps,
Stereo Dub,
Infiniti,
Supertramp,
Adolescents,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jesper Dahlback,
Juan Atkins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Grass Roots,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hasil Adkins,
Patti Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Red Krayola,
Dennis Brown,
The Names,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sparks,
The Golliwogs,
H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme, H. Thieme.
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.