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 Eritrea and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Dave Gahan to the grunge 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pagans,
Visage,
Unrelated Segments,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Avey Tare,
Jacques Brel,
Duran Duran,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed,
Lalo Schifrin,
OOIOO,
Negative Approach,
ABBA,
La Düsseldorf,
Bad Manners,
Soul Sonic Force,
Animal Collective,
In Retrospect,
The Gories,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Johnny Osbourne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alton Ellis,
Lindisfarne,
Chris & Cosey,
Black Sheep,
Swell Maps,
Infiniti,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Cale,
The Selecter,
Alison Limerick,
Kenny Larkin,
L. Decosne,
The Walker Brothers,
Swans,
The American Breed,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Camouflage,
Thee Headcoats,
Supertramp,
Erykah Badu,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sixth Finger,
Hardrive,
Gang Gang Dance,
Flash Fearless,
Dark Day,
Neu!,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
ABC,
Warren Ellis,
Theoretical Girls,
Jacob Miller,
The Young Rascals,
LL Cool J,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Crime,
Soulsonic Force,
Sällskapet,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.