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 Angola and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dave Clark Five to the jazz 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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Niagra,
Easy Going,
Flash Fearless,
Marc Almond,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Oneida,
Bush Tetras,
The Associates,
The Human League,
L. Decosne,
Lee Hazlewood,
Al Stewart,
Nation of Ulysses,
48th St. Collective,
The Standells,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Holt,
Matthew Bourne,
Bang On A Can,
Black Moon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fugs,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Babytalk,
the Soft Cell,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Swans,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Arab on Radar,
Whodini,
Ice-T,
Shuggie Otis,
New Order,
The Tremeloes,
The Angels of Light,
Kaleidoscope,
Mandrill,
Anakelly,
the Human League,
Cheater Slicks,
Electric Prunes,
Robert Hood,
Pagans,
Soul II Soul,
The American Breed,
Nik Kershaw,
kango's stein massive,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Roxy Music,
Lightning Bolt,
Junior Murvin,
the Slits,
Jerry's Kids,
F. McDonald,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Matthew Halsall,
Letta Mbulu,
The Saints,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.