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 Jordan and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe 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 Sällskapet to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Inner City,
Young Marble Giants,
Flash Fearless,
The Fall,
Sonic Youth,
Joy Division,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alison Limerick,
R.M.O.,
New York Dolls,
F. McDonald,
KRS-One,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
These Immortal Souls,
The Divine Comedy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Royal Trux,
Cymande,
Marc Almond,
The Durutti Column,
Erasure,
Bush Tetras,
the Swans,
Can,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Lydon,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Minor Threat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Modern Lovers,
The Happenings,
Youth Brigade,
Au Pairs,
Archie Shepp,
Jerry's Kids,
The Cure,
Suicide,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anakelly,
A Certain Ratio,
Tommy Roe,
Fat Boys,
Skaos,
Steve Hackett,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rosa Yemen,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dead Boys,
Yaz,
Lyres,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tears for Fears,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Beau Brummels,
Colin Newman,
Brick,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.