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 Ecuador and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Outsiders to the disco 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Saccharine Trust,
The Golliwogs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eric Copeland,
Spandau Ballet,
Alphaville,
Dave Gahan,
Thee Headcoats,
David McCallum,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Gap Band,
World's Most,
Newcleus,
Jeff Lynne,
Tom Boy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Walker Brothers,
The Angels of Light,
Blake Baxter,
Moby Grape,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cal Tjader,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
La Düsseldorf,
Black Moon,
the Human League,
Lightning Bolt,
Cameo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
DNA,
Television,
Babytalk,
Silicon Teens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Thompson Twins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Kayak,
Essential Logic,
ABBA,
The Associates,
the Germs,
Tim Buckley,
Pierre Henry,
The Seeds,
Harpers Bizarre,
New Order,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tommy Roe,
MDC,
The Slits,
Donny Hathaway,
Suburban Knight,
Kevin Saunderson,
Radio Birdman,
Harry Pussy,
Qualms,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.