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 Germany and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Aswad to the grime 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Carl Craig,
John Holt,
the Soft Cell,
Pantaleimon,
Skriet,
Sex Pistols,
The Move,
Fluxion,
Thee Headcoats,
Bronski Beat,
Chrome,
Suicide,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Althea and Donna,
La Düsseldorf,
Kayak,
Masters at Work,
The Cramps,
Barrington Levy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Maurizio,
David McCallum,
In Retrospect,
Ronnie Foster,
Cymande,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Spandau Ballet,
The Red Krayola,
Intrusion,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James White and The Blacks,
Moss Icon,
The Young Rascals,
MC5,
The Walker Brothers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Half Japanese,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Magma,
Funkadelic,
Peter & Gordon,
The Vogues,
Donny Hathaway,
Howard Jones,
Barry Ungar,
Roxette,
Television,
Delta 5,
The Martian,
Massinfluence,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Suburban Knight,
The Velvet Underground,
The Cure,
The United States of America,
Harry Pussy,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rites of Spring,
Brick,
Danielle Patucci,
Erykah Badu,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.