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 Andorra and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nils Olav to the techno 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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Brand Nubian,
Au Pairs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Livin' Joy,
Loose Ends,
The Five Americans,
One Last Wish,
Goldenarms,
Alton Ellis,
Sister Nancy,
Sun City Girls,
Joyce Sims,
Technova,
Marmalade,
T. Rex,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Todd Terry,
Absolute Body Control,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kerri Chandler,
Scion,
Amon Düül,
KRS-One,
Vladislav Delay,
Black Flag,
Ice-T,
The Smiths,
Groovy Waters,
Das Ding,
The Fortunes,
Terry Callier,
The Shadows of Knight,
Animal Collective,
X-102,
Saccharine Trust,
China Crisis,
MC5,
Visage,
The Birthday Party,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Supertramp,
The Barracudas,
Soft Cell,
Black Sheep,
The American Breed,
Dave Gahan,
Godley & Creme,
Cameo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Von Mondo,
Fat Boys,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ossler,
Alice Coltrane,
Hashim,
Derrick May,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fela Kuti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Fall,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.