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 Japan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dennis Brown to the disco 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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeru the Damaja,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
10cc,
The Sonics,
Flamin' Groovies,
Heaven 17,
Suicide,
Moebius,
Warsaw,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Invisible,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nick Fraelich,
Erasure,
The Black Dice,
Ultimate Spinach,
Arcadia,
Khruangbin,
Harmonia,
Skriet,
John Cale,
Albert Ayler,
Lucky Dragons,
The Remains,
Man Parrish,
The New Christs,
Silicon Teens,
The Zeros,
Sex Pistols,
The Pop Group,
Junior Murvin,
Dead Boys,
Inner City,
Amazonics,
Charles Mingus,
Agent Orange,
Newcleus,
The Five Americans,
Joey Negro,
Marvin Gaye,
Q and Not U,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Joyce Sims,
Max Romeo,
Model 500,
Ronan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Crooked Eye,
Simply Red,
Circle Jerks,
X-101,
Spoonie Gee,
Prince Buster,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Monolake,
Tomorrow,
John Lydon,
Barry Ungar,
Kurtis Blow,
Echospace,
Average White Band,
The Gap Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.