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 Fiji and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Erasure to the rock 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All The Tremeloes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Cymande,
Stereo Dub,
Au Pairs,
Niagra,
Boz Scaggs,
T.S.O.L.,
Maleditus Sound,
Arcadia,
Soft Cell,
Roy Ayers,
Gichy Dan,
Kas Product,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sam Rivers,
D'Angelo,
CMW,
Bob Dylan,
The Knickerbockers,
Zero Boys,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric Copeland,
Chrome,
Barrington Levy,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joyce Sims,
Robert Hood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
La Düsseldorf,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Popol Vuh,
Moss Icon,
Unwound,
Nils Olav,
L. Decosne,
Cybotron,
Buzzcocks,
Duran Duran,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Piero Umiliani,
Ornette Coleman,
Goldenarms,
Lou Christie,
This Heat,
Gong,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quadrant,
The Fire Engines,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jandek,
JFA,
Fatback Band,
Boredoms,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bobby Womack,
Y Pants,
FM Einheit,
Scan 7,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.