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 Micronesia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the güiro 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 Nik Kershaw to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Donny Hathaway. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pulsallama,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jerry's Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scratch Acid,
Sun Ra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Public Image Ltd.,
Morten Harket,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Josef K,
Silicon Teens,
The Gap Band,
Janne Schatter,
The Walker Brothers,
Lakeside,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The J.B.'s,
Deakin,
the Soft Cell,
Todd Terry,
Dave Gahan,
Ultra Naté,
Harpers Bizarre,
R.M.O.,
Deadbeat,
Eurythmics,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Alarm Clocks,
Swans,
Frankie Knuckles,
D'Angelo,
Sam Rivers,
The Gories,
Kayak,
John Holt,
Monks,
Ten City,
Ludus,
Rod Modell,
Scion,
Roxette,
Sight & Sound,
Fluxion,
Duran Duran,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Offenders,
Flipper,
Hoover,
kango's stein massive,
The Red Krayola,
The Tremeloes,
Amon Düül,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minor Threat,
UT,
A Certain Ratio,
Marmalade,
The Sound,
John Cale,
Mo-Dettes,
JFA,
Carl Craig,
The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five, The Count Five.
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.