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 Romania and from London.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the disco 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Bootsy Collins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sam Rivers,
Goldenarms,
Kayak,
Lightning Bolt,
John Coltrane,
Jesper Dahlback,
Laurel Aitken,
The Birthday Party,
Bluetip,
Accadde A,
Joe Finger,
Sun City Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
10cc,
The Litter,
Cybotron,
The Zeros,
FM Einheit,
Henry Cow,
Black Moon,
The Trojans,
The Grass Roots,
Shoche,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Motions,
Pharoah Sanders,
The New Christs,
John Cale,
Funkadelic,
Grandmaster Flash,
DJ Sneak,
the Bar-Kays,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Brothers Johnson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sound Behaviour,
Joey Negro,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Pus,
Technova,
Kevin Saunderson,
Alphaville,
The Human League,
Crooked Eye,
The Monks,
Joyce Sims,
D'Angelo,
Marvin Gaye,
Trumans Water,
Camouflage,
Mandrill,
Fatback Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Thee Headcoats,
The Dead C,
John Lydon,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.