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 Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 spring reverb 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 Marine Girls to the techno 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
La Düsseldorf,
Scratch Acid,
Ten City,
Davy DMX,
Suburban Knight,
Symarip,
Cameo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lightning Bolt,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Trumans Water,
Half Japanese,
New Order,
Television,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young,
The Walker Brothers,
Country Teasers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Anthony Braxton,
Scrapy,
The Five Americans,
Chris & Cosey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lyres,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fortunes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
ABBA,
Technova,
Amon Düül,
Pole,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Magazine,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tres Demented,
Gastr Del Sol,
Fort Wilson Riot,
MC5,
Donny Hathaway,
Ornette Coleman,
Mission of Burma,
The Stooges,
Fluxion,
Desert Stars,
Skaos,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marine Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Bang On A Can,
John Cale,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Interpol,
The Music Machine,
In Retrospect,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.