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 San Marino and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Duran Duran to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Erykah Badu,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Doors,
Dawn Penn,
Lakeside,
Simply Red,
Country Teasers,
Faraquet,
Max Romeo,
Unrelated Segments,
Kerri Chandler,
Joe Smooth,
Erasure,
Danielle Patucci,
Funky Four + One,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kenny Larkin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Cell,
Freddie Wadling,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Prince Buster,
Blancmange,
June Days,
Hardrive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Avey Tare,
Bill Wells,
Lebanon Hanover,
LL Cool J,
Frankie Knuckles,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nas,
The Flesh Eaters,
One Last Wish,
Crooked Eye,
Yusef Lateef,
Roger Hodgson,
Maurizio,
Smog,
Thompson Twins,
Circle Jerks,
Yazoo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fugazi,
The Modern Lovers,
H. Thieme,
Cecil Taylor,
Half Japanese,
The Toasters,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Peter and Kerry,
Mark Hollis,
The Electric Prunes,
Outsiders,
Aswad,
Pole,
Von Mondo,
Cymande,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.