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 Palau and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ 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 Magazine to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Barclay James Harvest tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Pylon,
Vainqueur,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Fraelich,
Saccharine Trust,
Bush Tetras,
Piero Umiliani,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lyres,
The Names,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ornette Coleman,
Yellowson,
Darondo,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Swans,
Marine Girls,
Minutemen,
Negative Approach,
The Selecter,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Freddie Wadling,
Swell Maps,
The Tremeloes,
Echospace,
The Saints,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Suburban Knight,
Yazoo,
Visage,
Joyce Sims,
Matthew Halsall,
Tres Demented,
Deakin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Interpol,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Average White Band,
The Wake,
Alice Coltrane,
Heaven 17,
Bobby Sherman,
The Gladiators,
Todd Terry,
OOIOO,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Soulsonic Force,
Banda Bassotti,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ronnie Foster,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marvin Gaye,
48th St. Collective,
Mandrill,
Alison Limerick,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
New York Dolls,
The Young Rascals,
Altered Images,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.