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 South Sudan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Wire to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Strawberry Alarm Clock. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Black Moon,
Skaos,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pussy Galore,
Moebius,
David Bowie,
Intrusion,
Bad Manners,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Johnny Clarke,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fall,
the Germs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Iggy Pop,
Fat Boys,
The Offenders,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Niagra,
Althea and Donna,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Surgeon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Isaac Hayes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ultimate Spinach,
Angry Samoans,
8 Eyed Spy,
Q65,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kaleidoscope,
Main Source,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tears for Fears,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Count Five,
Technova,
Grauzone,
Sister Nancy,
The Leaves,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kurtis Blow,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Supertramp,
Scrapy,
Altered Images,
The American Breed,
Lou Christie,
Eve St. Jones,
Camouflage,
Scientists,
Bobby Womack,
Rakim,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.