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 Afghanistan and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Girls At Our Best! 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 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Brothers Johnson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jawbox,
Piero Umiliani,
Trumans Water,
Aswad,
The J.B.'s,
The Moleskins,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Mad Mike,
ABBA,
Grey Daturas,
Danielle Patucci,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Robert Wyatt,
Stiv Bators,
Nico,
Kenny Larkin,
DNA,
Grandmaster Flash,
Avey Tare,
Glenn Branca,
La Düsseldorf,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faraquet,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
X-101,
Gil Scott Heron,
Blossom Toes,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bronski Beat,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fugazi,
Ultra Naté,
Ralphi Rosario,
Guru Guru,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Symarip,
the Normal,
LL Cool J,
Little Man,
Country Teasers,
Juan Atkins,
Lyres,
Alton Ellis,
Ken Boothe,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Holt,
Radio Birdman,
The Star Department,
Lungfish,
Wasted Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Negative Approach,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.