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 Liberia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deadbeat to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Das Ding,
Davy DMX,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Subhumans,
Nik Kershaw,
Pussy Galore,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-102,
Harry Pussy,
The Pop Group,
Audionom,
Henry Cow,
Desert Stars,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bluetip,
The Count Five,
EPMD,
Gong,
Japan,
Dennis Brown,
Slick Rick,
Toni Rubio,
Intrusion,
Second Layer,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Tremeloes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marc Almond,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fatback Band,
ABC,
Inner City,
Thompson Twins,
Negative Approach,
Cal Tjader,
Darondo,
Nirvana,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fad Gadget,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül II,
Sound Behaviour,
MC5,
Soulsonic Force,
The Victims,
John Holt,
Isaac Hayes,
48th St. Collective,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lalo Schifrin,
Black Moon,
Heaven 17,
Ultravox,
The Modern Lovers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Alphaville,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.