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 Botswana and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Houston.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Guru Guru to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Kerri Chandler,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marc Almond,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sarah Menescal,
Flash Fearless,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Archie Shepp,
Wally Richardson,
Simply Red,
Aaron Thompson,
Little Man,
Quantec,
Nick Fraelich,
Television Personalities,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Association,
Amazonics,
Lyres,
Skarface,
Aloha Tigers,
Malaria!,
Grauzone,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sight & Sound,
New Order,
Liliput,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fortunes,
Gabor Szabo,
John Cale,
D'Angelo,
Scrapy,
Roxy Music,
Ossler,
One Last Wish,
The Dead C,
Morten Harket,
Japan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Curtis Mayfield,
Derrick Morgan,
Roy Ayers,
Average White Band,
The Tremeloes,
World's Most,
Michelle Simonal,
Groovy Waters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Neil Young,
the Normal,
Harry Pussy,
Nas,
Silicon Teens,
Robert Hood,
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.