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 Finland and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 DJ Sneak to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
David Bowie,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Maurizio,
The Happenings,
Eric Copeland,
The Slits,
The Golliwogs,
Joe Finger,
Derrick May,
Stetsasonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Crooked Eye,
The Gories,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Yazoo,
Don Cherry,
Pere Ubu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ronnie Foster,
Patti Smith,
E-Dancer,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roger Hodgson,
Visage,
MC5,
Sugar Minott,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scratch Acid,
Brick,
Gerry Rafferty,
Arthur Verocai,
Malaria!,
Deepchord,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bauhaus,
Y Pants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Normal,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fela Kuti,
Dual Sessions,
Mandrill,
Pantaleimon,
Sällskapet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soft Cell,
Warren Ellis,
Bobby Byrd,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sister Nancy,
Gang of Four,
Nirvana,
kango's stein massive,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Blake Baxter,
Barrington Levy,
The Wake,
Kayak,
The Standells,
Bronski Beat,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.