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 Dominican Republic and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar 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 Grauzone to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Tears for Fears,
The Mummies,
Tommy Roe,
Crime,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Fire Engines,
Grauzone,
Boogie Down Productions,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sound Behaviour,
Roxy Music,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Desert Stars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Johnny Osbourne,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Angels of Light,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Victims,
Quantec,
Pantytec,
Lindisfarne,
Flash Fearless,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Deepchord,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dave Gahan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Swans,
Amon Düül,
New Order,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Evens,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ice-T,
Rufus Thomas,
The Dirtbombs,
Excepter,
Hardrive,
Tim Buckley,
Magazine,
Silicon Teens,
Echospace,
Audionom,
the Fania All-Stars,
Erykah Badu,
Jeff Mills,
Royal Trux,
H. Thieme,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Litter,
Sex Pistols,
DNA,
OOIOO,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.