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 Netherlands and from Beijing.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Woodstock.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Black Pus to the electroclash 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Erykah Badu,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Derrick Morgan,
Nirvana,
Bobby Byrd,
Howard Jones,
Stetsasonic,
Rotary Connection,
Connie Case,
Little Man,
Half Japanese,
the Germs,
Barry Ungar,
Television Personalities,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Move,
Bush Tetras,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Arab on Radar,
The Seeds,
Wally Richardson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Infiniti,
10cc,
The Birthday Party,
Ice-T,
Robert Hood,
Q and Not U,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Copeland,
Godley & Creme,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
D'Angelo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camouflage,
Skarface,
K-Klass,
Chrome,
Joy Division,
Marine Girls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Suburban Knight,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cecil Taylor,
Ultravox,
Jerry's Kids,
Crooked Eye,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Babytalk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stiv Bators,
Laurel Aitken,
Au Pairs,
The Vogues,
Alphaville,
F. McDonald,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
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.