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 Cape Verde and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the funk 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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Average White Band,
Colin Newman,
EPMD,
Kurtis Blow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Con Funk Shun,
The Leaves,
Panda Bear,
Can,
Pere Ubu,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jacob Miller,
Robert Görl,
Essential Logic,
The United States of America,
Royal Trux,
Second Layer,
The Tremeloes,
Stetsasonic,
Pole,
Young Marble Giants,
Dark Day,
Radiohead,
Parry Music,
Jeff Lynne,
Underground Resistance,
Ken Boothe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
E-Dancer,
Sonic Youth,
China Crisis,
The Cramps,
World's Most,
Scratch Acid,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yusef Lateef,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
Pantaleimon,
Suburban Knight,
Ultravox,
Jeru the Damaja,
Michelle Simonal,
Bob Dylan,
Cheater Slicks,
Zapp,
Bush Tetras,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Names,
Television,
Urselle,
Das Ding,
Cybotron,
The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans, The Five Americans.
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.