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 Kyrgyzstan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Anakelly to the punk 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Dennis Brown,
Davy DMX,
The Dave Clark Five,
Alphaville,
Von Mondo,
Arab on Radar,
The Grass Roots,
X-102,
Joey Negro,
Audionom,
Harmonia,
The New Christs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Arthur Verocai,
Motorama,
Maurizio,
Fatback Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ultra Naté,
The United States of America,
The Slits,
Frankie Knuckles,
Urselle,
Tears for Fears,
The Pretty Things,
Moby Grape,
The Trojans,
June of 44,
Todd Rundgren,
Babytalk,
Pussy Galore,
the Swans,
Smog,
Flipper,
Groovy Waters,
Howard Jones,
ABC,
Scan 7,
Mo-Dettes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Guru Guru,
Curtis Mayfield,
David McCallum,
Faust,
The Index,
Agent Orange,
John Foxx,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Y Pants,
Outsiders,
The Sonics,
Ultravox,
Glambeats Corp.,
Joensuu 1685,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.