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 Ireland and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Black Bananas,
Zapp,
Dawn Penn,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Cramps,
U.S. Maple,
Minny Pops,
Alton Ellis,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angry Samoans,
The Velvet Underground,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Gun Club,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jeff Mills,
Cameo,
Wire,
Gichy Dan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Underground Resistance,
Little Man,
Visage,
Yaz,
Fear,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joey Negro,
Althea and Donna,
Isaac Hayes,
Bang On A Can,
Harmonia,
John Foxx,
Jimmy McGriff,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Beau Brummels,
Cheater Slicks,
Yellowson,
Amon Düül,
Lyres,
Mandrill,
Joyce Sims,
Sparks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Moon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wolf Eyes,
Kurtis Blow,
David McCallum,
Pussy Galore,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Erasure,
Smog,
Sarah Menescal,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kenny Larkin,
Symarip,
Terry Callier,
The Index,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.