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 Ireland and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare 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 Vogues to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deepchord record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Jacques Brel,
Marine Girls,
Wolf Eyes,
Bluetip,
Reuben Wilson,
Man Parrish,
Hardrive,
OOIOO,
Bizarre Inc.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gladiators,
Nirvana,
Letta Mbulu,
Can,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Colin Newman,
Mark Hollis,
Harpers Bizarre,
Royal Trux,
Massinfluence,
Bill Near,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
June of 44,
The Five Americans,
Q and Not U,
Cybotron,
Smog,
Trumans Water,
Popol Vuh,
The Smoke,
Stiv Bators,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Bananas,
Unrelated Segments,
The J.B.'s,
Mo-Dettes,
Bill Wells,
The Moody Blues,
Section 25,
A Certain Ratio,
Terrestrial Tones,
One Last Wish,
Suicide,
Soulsonic Force,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tommy Roe,
Matthew Bourne,
X-101,
The Walker Brothers,
The Busters,
the Germs,
The Searchers,
Masters at Work,
The Gories,
Pulsallama,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Smiths,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Parry Music,
Terry Callier,
Donny Hathaway,
The Kinks,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.