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 Bahamas and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Columbus.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Simply Red to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sister Nancy. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Dave Gahan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Saccharine Trust,
Pagans,
China Crisis,
Maurizio,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
kango's stein massive,
Chrome,
Eddi Front,
Gang Starr,
Crash Course in Science,
Sun Ra,
Delta 5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Christie,
Ice-T,
Lalo Schifrin,
June of 44,
Angry Samoans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ken Boothe,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Erasure,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Frankie Knuckles,
Simply Red,
Rakim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dead Boys,
Oblivians,
Crime,
Accadde A,
Pet Shop Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Swans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Freddie Wadling,
Cal Tjader,
One Last Wish,
The Cowsills,
Pantytec,
EPMD,
Jesper Dahlback,
Juan Atkins,
Echospace,
The Names,
Kas Product,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bobby Sherman,
Faraquet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mandrill,
Eli Mardock,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.