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 Rwanda and from Bremen.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Goldenarms to the grunge 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Nico,
Kool Moe Dee,
the Fania All-Stars,
Trumans Water,
David Axelrod,
Scion,
Camouflage,
The Misunderstood,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
China Crisis,
Laurel Aitken,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Livin' Joy,
Barrington Levy,
Arab on Radar,
Kenny Larkin,
Jawbox,
FM Einheit,
Connie Case,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Black Dice,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slackers,
The Cure,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Barracudas,
The Grass Roots,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tommy Roe,
Warren Ellis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Infiniti,
Judy Mowatt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pharoah Sanders,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Selecter,
The Gories,
The Cramps,
a-ha,
Matthew Bourne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hot Snakes,
PIL,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Maleditus Sound,
Siglo XX,
Funky Four + One,
Chris Corsano,
The Fuzztones,
The Vogues,
Crooked Eye,
the Soft Cell,
Animal Collective,
Ken Boothe,
Whodini,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.