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 India and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Crash Course in Science to the electroclash 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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 48th St. Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Christie,
Howard Jones,
Eli Mardock,
Minor Threat,
Alphaville,
Parry Music,
The Real Kids,
Ponytail,
Colin Newman,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Swell Maps,
Deepchord,
Model 500,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Selecter,
the Bar-Kays,
Yellowson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barbara Tucker,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sandy B,
Laurel Aitken,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bang On A Can,
Tomorrow,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Andrew Hill,
Crispian St. Peters,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stiv Bators,
Lindisfarne,
Kaleidoscope,
Rosa Yemen,
Inner City,
Chris & Cosey,
Fad Gadget,
Gichy Dan,
Arthur Verocai,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeru the Damaja,
Visage,
Guru Guru,
The Trojans,
Dark Day,
Dual Sessions,
Sonny Sharrock,
Suburban Knight,
The Last Poets,
Jeff Lynne,
Electric Prunes,
Camouflage,
Pantaleimon,
China Crisis,
Amon Düül II,
T.S.O.L.,
Piero Umiliani,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Depeche Mode,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.