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 Korea North and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marvin Gaye to the grunge 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shuggie Otis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Steve Hackett,
Rotary Connection,
Pierre Henry,
Royal Trux,
Freddie Wadling,
Negative Approach,
Flipper,
Fat Boys,
Tears for Fears,
Mars,
Mo-Dettes,
Index,
the Soft Cell,
John Lydon,
Lakeside,
PIL,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swell Maps,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crooked Eye,
The Moleskins,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rod Modell,
Radiohead,
Half Japanese,
Von Mondo,
Theoretical Girls,
MDC,
Stereo Dub,
Shuggie Otis,
Alison Limerick,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Trumans Water,
Dead Boys,
One Last Wish,
Bush Tetras,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
B.T. Express,
Skarface,
JFA,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Offenders,
Jerry's Kids,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Franke,
Groovy Waters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Simply Red,
Symarip,
The Stooges,
The Fire Engines,
Malaria!,
Hot Snakes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sexual Harrassment,
10cc,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.