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 Liechtenstein and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the techno 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Neu!,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Depeche Mode,
MDC,
Peter and Kerry,
Metal Thangz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Freddie Wadling,
Soft Cell,
Thee Headcoats,
Crooked Eye,
Guru Guru,
Main Source,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dirtbombs,
Surgeon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nico,
Jeff Mills,
James White and The Blacks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rod Modell,
La Düsseldorf,
LL Cool J,
The Kinks,
Ohio Players,
Organ,
Suicide,
Jacques Brel,
T. Rex,
The Buckinghams,
Stereo Dub,
In Retrospect,
Pulsallama,
Arcadia,
Supertramp,
Moebius,
Average White Band,
Deadbeat,
Bootsy Collins,
Panda Bear,
Minny Pops,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sandy B,
The New Christs,
Black Bananas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lalann,
Skriet,
Chrome,
Procol Harum,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Susan Cadogan,
The Vogues,
Harpers Bizarre,
Alton Ellis,
Sun City Girls,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.