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 Iran and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Selecter to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kerri Chandler,
This Heat,
Dual Sessions,
Arthur Verocai,
The Pretty Things,
Cameo,
D'Angelo,
Mars,
T.S.O.L.,
Isaac Hayes,
Joe Finger,
Jacob Miller,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Residents,
Radiohead,
Graham Central Station,
The Invisible,
MDC,
DNA,
Eurythmics,
Stockholm Monsters,
Essential Logic,
The Real Kids,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sonic Youth,
KRS-One,
the Human League,
The Slits,
Anakelly,
Quadrant,
Wire,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bootsy Collins,
Connie Case,
Marcia Griffiths,
Todd Rundgren,
Fat Boys,
Procol Harum,
Amazonics,
Goldenarms,
Intrusion,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Man Parrish,
Rotary Connection,
Chris & Cosey,
These Immortal Souls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Talk Talk,
Barrington Levy,
Erasure,
Don Cherry,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cure,
Television Personalities,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Moon,
Arcadia,
Minny Pops,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.