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 Israel and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kinks 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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
The Walker Brothers,
Sugar Minott,
Dead Boys,
Japan,
John Cale,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mark Hollis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul II Soul,
Spoonie Gee,
Reagan Youth,
Ituana,
Bronski Beat,
Roxy Music,
The Offenders,
Dawn Penn,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bang On A Can,
Sonny Sharrock,
Country Joe & The Fish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Robert Görl,
Technova,
Ohio Players,
Loose Ends,
David Axelrod,
Oneida,
Hardrive,
Tom Boy,
The Five Americans,
ABBA,
Camberwell Now,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fall,
Circle Jerks,
Rufus Thomas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alphaville,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arcadia,
Gang Starr,
LL Cool J,
One Last Wish,
Nirvana,
Flash Fearless,
Livin' Joy,
Shoche,
Drexciya,
The Smiths,
L. Decosne,
Lalann,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Sheep,
Curtis Mayfield,
Josef K,
Negative Approach,
Black Flag,
Rakim,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.