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 Tunisia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kevin Saunderson to the jazz 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 Neil Young. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Vladislav Delay,
Swans,
Stetsasonic,
Severed Heads,
The Cure,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lindisfarne,
Frankie Knuckles,
PIL,
Iggy Pop,
Pussy Galore,
Dave Gahan,
Suburban Knight,
ABC,
Soul II Soul,
Black Moon,
Desert Stars,
Interpol,
The Five Americans,
Thee Headcoats,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pagans,
Ultra Naté,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Section 25,
Lakeside,
Jacques Brel,
Magazine,
Nirvana,
Parry Music,
Lalann,
Flash Fearless,
Nas,
Easy Going,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gladiators,
D'Angelo,
Animal Collective,
Adolescents,
Davy DMX,
U.S. Maple,
Yellowson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
CMW,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Joey Negro,
Absolute Body Control,
The Offenders,
Skarface,
Leonard Cohen,
The Angels of Light,
Gang Green,
Gang of Four,
Alton Ellis,
DJ Sneak,
New Age Steppers,
Bootsy Collins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Excepter,
The Saints,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tres Demented,
Silicon Teens,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.