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 Chile and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Amazonics to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Howard Jones,
Soulsonic Force,
June Days,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerri Chandler,
Thee Headcoats,
Television,
Scan 7,
Zapp,
Young Marble Giants,
Crispian St. Peters,
This Heat,
Silicon Teens,
Black Moon,
James White and The Blacks,
Camouflage,
Masters at Work,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
E-Dancer,
Black Sheep,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pere Ubu,
Skriet,
Idris Muhammad,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Heaven 17,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gladiators,
Mandrill,
Judy Mowatt,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mars,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sister Nancy,
Byron Stingily,
Donald Byrd,
Gang Gang Dance,
Thompson Twins,
Spoonie Gee,
Colin Newman,
Stiv Bators,
Maurizio,
The Victims,
The Residents,
Lou Reed,
The Count Five,
Mr. Review,
The Motions,
FM Einheit,
Gang Starr,
T.S.O.L.,
The Doors,
The Knickerbockers,
Scientists,
Radiohead,
Lakeside,
Tim Buckley,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.