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 Pakistan and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Toni Rubio to the disco 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a T.S.O.L. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
The Fuzztones,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ohio Players,
The Doobie Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lindisfarne,
The Move,
The Walker Brothers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tears for Fears,
Dave Gahan,
Nils Olav,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Don Cherry,
Scion,
Marvin Gaye,
Niagra,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
New Order,
Ronnie Foster,
Kurtis Blow,
The Monks,
Sister Nancy,
Electric Prunes,
Davy DMX,
Sexual Harrassment,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Misunderstood,
Nirvana,
Slick Rick,
Mandrill,
Derrick May,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Procol Harum,
Junior Murvin,
Lucky Dragons,
Interpol,
Archie Shepp,
Livin' Joy,
Grauzone,
LL Cool J,
Television,
Black Sheep,
Slave,
Jandek,
Neil Young,
Rod Modell,
Jeff Mills,
Quantec,
La Düsseldorf,
Sex Pistols,
Fela Kuti,
The Busters,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Wyatt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.