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 Chile and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 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 Peter and Kerry to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ronnie Foster,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Cowsills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Johnny Clarke,
Ultravox,
Television Personalities,
Dark Day,
Y Pants,
Terry Callier,
Todd Rundgren,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kerrie Biddell,
Skaos,
The Residents,
Newcleus,
Lalann,
David McCallum,
Hasil Adkins,
Magazine,
The Gun Club,
Fluxion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cecil Taylor,
The Grass Roots,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ponytail,
Joe Finger,
John Lydon,
Yusef Lateef,
Kenny Larkin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Qualms,
Mad Mike,
Maleditus Sound,
Nas,
The Neon Judgement,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Velvet Underground,
Banda Bassotti,
Wire,
Matthew Halsall,
The Angels of Light,
Loose Ends,
Swans,
The Count Five,
Lower 48,
Blake Baxter,
The Monks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Talk Talk,
The United States of America,
Whodini,
Japan,
Rotary Connection,
Bizarre Inc.,
Procol Harum,
Sun City Girls,
Soft Machine,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.