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 Senegal and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television 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 Pagans to the rap 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Electric Prunes,
Scion,
The Dead C,
Bad Manners,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minutemen,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soul II Soul,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
E-Dancer,
The Shadows of Knight,
Magma,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Cheater Slicks,
cv313,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
These Immortal Souls,
The Neon Judgement,
Heaven 17,
Basic Channel,
Ken Boothe,
Sexual Harrassment,
Pussy Galore,
Henry Cow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Grauzone,
Duran Duran,
Lalo Schifrin,
Dawn Penn,
The Electric Prunes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Siglo XX,
Prince Buster,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Babytalk,
Roy Ayers,
Model 500,
Excepter,
Lyres,
the Human League,
kango's stein massive,
Jeff Lynne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Subhumans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Glenn Branca,
Nick Fraelich,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Colin Newman,
Sister Nancy,
Amon Düül II,
Sight & Sound,
Jeff Mills,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Con Funk Shun,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.