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 Iran and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yaz to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Leaves,
The Residents,
The Cure,
Tears for Fears,
DNA,
The Skatalites,
Cymande,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Warren Ellis,
Faraquet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Smiths,
Kerri Chandler,
The Last Poets,
Gang of Four,
Kaleidoscope,
David Bowie,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Human League,
Marcia Griffiths,
Soft Machine,
Isaac Hayes,
Panda Bear,
The Toasters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camouflage,
Guru Guru,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eve St. Jones,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mars,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Shuggie Otis,
Visage,
Terrestrial Tones,
Glambeats Corp.,
Big Daddy Kane,
Drexciya,
Spandau Ballet,
Radiopuhelimet,
Chris & Cosey,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tom Boy,
Skarface,
Jacques Brel,
Susan Cadogan,
Kayak,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gastr Del Sol,
Erasure,
Graham Central Station,
The Birthday Party,
Mark Hollis,
Funky Four + One,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ultra Naté,
Glenn Branca,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.