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 Kosovo and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Davy DMX to the electroclash 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New York Dolls,
MDC,
Toni Rubio,
Cymande,
Excepter,
Quantec,
Rekid,
Silicon Teens,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Joyce Sims,
Sight & Sound,
Throbbing Gristle,
New Age Steppers,
Pussy Galore,
Jeru the Damaja,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Wyatt,
Dennis Brown,
Dave Gahan,
Yazoo,
The Residents,
Accadde A,
Marmalade,
The Doors,
The Velvet Underground,
Scion,
Average White Band,
MC5,
Boogie Down Productions,
Masters at Work,
The Selecter,
CMW,
The Mojo Men,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Maleditus Sound,
Ituana,
Delon & Dalcan,
Outsiders,
Sugar Minott,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacob Miller,
Lower 48,
Roger Hodgson,
Alison Limerick,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blossom Toes,
Skriet,
The Wake,
Underground Resistance,
the Human League,
Fugazi,
Brick,
New Order,
Stereo Dub,
Stetsasonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ponytail,
The Angels of Light,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.