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 Morocco and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 808 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 The Evens to the techno 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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smoke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Technova,
Q and Not U,
The New Christs,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Dawn Penn,
Franke,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronan,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Slits,
Yellowson,
T.S.O.L.,
The Red Krayola,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Seeds,
JFA,
The Electric Prunes,
Grey Daturas,
Skarface,
Kaleidoscope,
The Toasters,
The Busters,
The Gories,
Derrick Morgan,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Bananas,
Procol Harum,
Chris Corsano,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Crispy Ambulance,
Television Personalities,
Essential Logic,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roxy Music,
Tim Buckley,
8 Eyed Spy,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deakin,
Susan Cadogan,
Sparks,
Traffic Nightmare,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
John Foxx,
Lyres,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sixth Finger,
Radiopuhelimet,
Iggy Pop,
Deepchord,
Heaven 17,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Con Funk Shun,
Joey Negro,
The Associates,
Dave Gahan,
The Cramps,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.