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 Norway and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roxy Music to the crunk 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nik Kershaw 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
MDC,
Q65,
Wolf Eyes,
Niagra,
Technova,
Danielle Patucci,
Kayak,
Warren Ellis,
June of 44,
Half Japanese,
The Raincoats,
Erykah Badu,
Andrew Hill,
Black Pus,
Gang Starr,
Hot Snakes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vladislav Delay,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Funky Four + One,
Q and Not U,
The Residents,
Mo-Dettes,
The United States of America,
Dawn Penn,
Desert Stars,
Gerry Rafferty,
E-Dancer,
Stiv Bators,
the Human League,
Ornette Coleman,
Bobby Byrd,
Pussy Galore,
The Busters,
Soul II Soul,
Al Stewart,
Barry Ungar,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Normal,
Babytalk,
the Swans,
Amazonics,
The Gap Band,
Scion,
Groovy Waters,
Index,
Sound Behaviour,
The Barracudas,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sun Ra,
Gong,
Bobby Womack,
Alphaville,
Tomorrow,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Victims,
The Mojo Men,
PIL,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
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.