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 Lebanon and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Howard Jones to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sixth Finger 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
The Velvet Underground,
Alton Ellis,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agitation Free,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultra Naté,
Underground Resistance,
Dead Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
Outsiders,
Circle Jerks,
Rapeman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Minutemen,
La Düsseldorf,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kas Product,
The Neon Judgement,
Blancmange,
Donny Hathaway,
Lungfish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ralphi Rosario,
Average White Band,
Essential Logic,
F. McDonald,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wire,
Sarah Menescal,
Alison Limerick,
The Cowsills,
The Tremeloes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Minnie Riperton,
Procol Harum,
Reuben Wilson,
Radiohead,
The Zeros,
The Music Machine,
Robert Wyatt,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Zapp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
These Immortal Souls,
the Germs,
World's Most,
The Smoke,
The Star Department,
The Vogues,
Intrusion,
Alphaville,
Soft Cell,
Bauhaus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Janne Schatter,
Soft Machine,
John Foxx,
Rufus Thomas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.