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 Dominica and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Men They Couldn't Hang to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Duran Duran,
Siglo XX,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Panda Bear,
Surgeon,
10cc,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
Wire,
The Doors,
Terrestrial Tones,
Basic Channel,
Desert Stars,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Deadbeat,
Magazine,
FM Einheit,
Bauhaus,
Grey Daturas,
Swans,
The Techniques,
Gong,
R.M.O.,
Newcleus,
These Immortal Souls,
Pantaleimon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kurtis Blow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chris & Cosey,
Talk Talk,
Chrome,
Soft Cell,
The Moleskins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dual Sessions,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
David McCallum,
Maurizio,
Peter & Gordon,
Jandek,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mission of Burma,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eve St. Jones,
Roger Hodgson,
The Modern Lovers,
Gang Green,
Piero Umiliani,
Roy Ayers,
Slick Rick,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minny Pops,
Nik Kershaw,
Y Pants,
Susan Cadogan,
Negative Approach,
Groovy Waters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.