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 Bahrain and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Dave Gahan to the electroclash 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza 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?
Infiniti,
The Gun Club,
Jimmy McGriff,
Morten Harket,
Tom Boy,
Hardrive,
Organ,
Masters at Work,
Skaos,
Ultra Naté,
Minnie Riperton,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Real Kids,
Eli Mardock,
Minutemen,
The Music Machine,
Aswad,
Zapp,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scratch Acid,
Inner City,
Man Parrish,
The Techniques,
Byron Stingily,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Josef K,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bill Wells,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cameo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fat Boys,
Half Japanese,
Los Fastidios,
The Five Americans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Coltrane,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joyce Sims,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Evens,
The Leaves,
Ornette Coleman,
the Fania All-Stars,
Max Romeo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crispy Ambulance,
Matthew Bourne,
World's Most,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Magma,
Fatback Band,
Goldenarms,
The Knickerbockers,
Peter and Kerry,
Junior Murvin,
Loose Ends,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.