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 Nigeria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 a-ha to the funk 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Juan Atkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Porter Ricks,
Oblivians,
Nico,
Connie Case,
The Invisible,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Young Rascals,
Anthony Braxton,
The Standells,
Rakim,
Toni Rubio,
The American Breed,
cv313,
Wings,
Royal Trux,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Pretty Things,
Radiohead,
Fad Gadget,
Nation of Ulysses,
Minor Threat,
Can,
The Motions,
Inner City,
Deakin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Stooges,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Neon Judgement,
Surgeon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Echospace,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sun City Girls,
DJ Sneak,
Hoover,
Guru Guru,
Neil Young,
John Cale,
Rapeman,
the Germs,
Bush Tetras,
Mo-Dettes,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris Corsano,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arcadia,
Soulsonic Force,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Harpers Bizarre,
Unwound,
Sam Rivers,
Section 25,
Fugazi,
Erasure,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.