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 Czech Republic and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Edmonton.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
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 John Lydon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Niagra,
Spoonie Gee,
La Düsseldorf,
Al Stewart,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Connie Case,
Au Pairs,
Little Man,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Faraquet,
Kerrie Biddell,
F. McDonald,
Visage,
New Age Steppers,
The Birthday Party,
Juan Atkins,
Sarah Menescal,
Motorama,
The Busters,
The Saints,
Blossom Toes,
Con Funk Shun,
Rotary Connection,
Piero Umiliani,
Jeff Lynne,
Public Enemy,
Matthew Bourne,
K-Klass,
The Buckinghams,
Shuggie Otis,
Rekid,
Quantec,
Lower 48,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Archie Shepp,
Joey Negro,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Faust,
The Happenings,
Curtis Mayfield,
David Axelrod,
Wire,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Fat Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sun City Girls,
Ohio Players,
The Zeros,
Roxy Music,
Brand Nubian,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Leaves,
Silicon Teens,
The Standells,
Fugazi,
Circle Jerks,
Kurtis Blow,
Parry Music,
Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson, Marshall Jefferson.
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.