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 Jordan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dave Gahan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
The Remains,
Joensuu 1685,
Make Up,
Cameo,
The Cowsills,
Nico,
Accadde A,
Junior Murvin,
Khruangbin,
Patti Smith,
Brand Nubian,
Cal Tjader,
Kenny Larkin,
Newcleus,
Rufus Thomas,
Johnny Clarke,
Tommy Roe,
The Fire Engines,
Davy DMX,
Prince Buster,
The Toasters,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rakim,
La Düsseldorf,
Grauzone,
Lower 48,
Blake Baxter,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jawbox,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Black Dice,
James White and The Blacks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
David Axelrod,
Dennis Brown,
Skriet,
Pagans,
Ronan,
Talk Talk,
The Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wasted Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
Blossom Toes,
Guru Guru,
Crash Course in Science,
Adolescents,
Excepter,
Bobby Sherman,
Avey Tare,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Los Fastidios,
Scott Walker,
Sex Pistols,
Electric Prunes,
Cluster,
Radiohead,
Intrusion,
Delon & Dalcan,
Infiniti,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.