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 Bolivia and from Milan.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 kango's stein massive to the crunk 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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oppenheimer Analysis 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eddi Front record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Lower 48,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cowsills,
Bob Dylan,
Jacques Brel,
Average White Band,
FM Einheit,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Procol Harum,
Newcleus,
Chris Corsano,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brand Nubian,
The Five Americans,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Slackers,
Brothers Johnson,
Sam Rivers,
New Order,
Brass Construction,
Nirvana,
48th St. Collective,
Amon Düül II,
Magazine,
Gichy Dan,
Y Pants,
Oblivians,
Dark Day,
The Index,
Massinfluence,
Gastr Del Sol,
Circle Jerks,
T. Rex,
Sonny Sharrock,
Essential Logic,
Bronski Beat,
Michelle Simonal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeff Lynne,
Public Enemy,
Minor Threat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Leaves,
Swans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mr. Review,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Cal Tjader,
Chrome,
Young Marble Giants,
The Modern Lovers,
Ornette Coleman,
Ossler,
Khruangbin,
Television Personalities,
The Smoke,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rapeman,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.