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 Korea South and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Negative Approach to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
La Düsseldorf,
Maleditus Sound,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dead Boys,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Duran Duran,
Sixth Finger,
Audionom,
Alison Limerick,
Brass Construction,
H. Thieme,
Half Japanese,
Joensuu 1685,
Camouflage,
Gang of Four,
The Buckinghams,
The Dirtbombs,
The Grass Roots,
Rites of Spring,
London Community Gospel Choir,
X-102,
Tom Boy,
Minor Threat,
World's Most,
Mission of Burma,
Outsiders,
Neil Young,
Cheater Slicks,
Bronski Beat,
Tomorrow,
Sight & Sound,
Symarip,
Siglo XX,
Sugar Minott,
The Five Americans,
Alice Coltrane,
Iggy Pop,
Kas Product,
The Move,
Bizarre Inc.,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aloha Tigers,
Tears for Fears,
Ohio Players,
The Moody Blues,
Idris Muhammad,
Marc Almond,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Seeds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
L. Decosne,
Goldenarms,
The Motions,
New York Dolls,
Scientists,
The Count Five,
Max Romeo,
The Raincoats,
Jerry's Kids,
Guru Guru,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.