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 Sudan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Slave to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Wake,
Connie Case,
Scan 7,
Bronski Beat,
Sun City Girls,
Youth Brigade,
AZ,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sugar Minott,
Deadbeat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
One Last Wish,
JFA,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed,
The Selecter,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Mo-Dettes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Martian,
Liliput,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Detroit Cobras,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yazoo,
Delta 5,
Bobby Hutcherson,
New Order,
Section 25,
Nas,
Flamin' Groovies,
Todd Rundgren,
Desert Stars,
X-101,
The Vogues,
cv313,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Davy DMX,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minor Threat,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Grey Daturas,
Rosa Yemen,
Letta Mbulu,
Deepchord,
Nik Kershaw,
PIL,
ABBA,
Malaria!,
Brick,
Radiohead,
Simply Red,
Moebius,
John Holt,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Mary Jane Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Silicon Teens,
the Germs,
Echospace,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.