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 Yemen and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Quantec to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sun City Girls,
Eric B and Rakim,
Godley & Creme,
Roy Ayers,
The Fugs,
Ludus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Faust,
Bang On A Can,
Stetsasonic,
Barrington Levy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Brick,
Grauzone,
The Five Americans,
Vainqueur,
Eve St. Jones,
Dave Gahan,
The Knickerbockers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Unrelated Segments,
Swans,
Trumans Water,
Peter & Gordon,
T.S.O.L.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
AZ,
Funkadelic,
The Vogues,
Popol Vuh,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gun Club,
Circle Jerks,
CMW,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mandrill,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Harmonia,
Pere Ubu,
Hasil Adkins,
Gabor Szabo,
Fugazi,
Chris & Cosey,
Wire,
Faraquet,
John Cale,
Thee Headcoats,
Clear Light,
Flipper,
Section 25,
Freddie Wadling,
Shuggie Otis,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Names,
Echospace,
Make Up,
Kaleidoscope,
Average White Band,
Eric Copeland,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.