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 Guatemala and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dual Sessions,
Peter and Kerry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ronnie Foster,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Leaves,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scratch Acid,
Babytalk,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Invisible,
the Association,
Stetsasonic,
Quantec,
Marvin Gaye,
Little Man,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Slits,
Jacques Brel,
ABC,
Kerri Chandler,
Interpol,
Gabor Szabo,
F. McDonald,
the Sonics,
Mr. Review,
The Misunderstood,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Symarip,
Aural Exciters,
Rapeman,
Shoche,
Peter & Gordon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Todd Terry,
the Bar-Kays,
June Days,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mummies,
Minny Pops,
Crime,
Easy Going,
ABBA,
Cameo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Minor Threat,
Robert Hood,
Supertramp,
UT,
R.M.O.,
Cymande,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cheater Slicks,
Al Stewart,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Young Marble Giants,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.