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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Deepchord to the grime 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
T. Rex,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
kango's stein massive,
E-Dancer,
The Birthday Party,
Jeru the Damaja,
Lungfish,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Evens,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Sound,
The Detroit Cobras,
Can,
Sparks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lower 48,
Steve Hackett,
Pantytec,
Hashim,
Masters at Work,
FM Einheit,
Ice-T,
World's Most,
David McCallum,
Arcadia,
Colin Newman,
The Names,
Derrick May,
The Trojans,
Young Marble Giants,
48th St. Collective,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Jeff Lynne,
June Days,
Mark Hollis,
Crooked Eye,
Reuben Wilson,
Sister Nancy,
Loose Ends,
Wire,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Moody Blues,
Au Pairs,
Tom Boy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Excepter,
Scrapy,
Gang of Four,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Neon Judgement,
David Bowie,
Lalann,
Isaac Hayes,
Theoretical Girls,
The Associates,
MDC,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.