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 Turkey and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Manchester.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Y Pants. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna 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?
Matthew Bourne,
The Searchers,
Outsiders,
Zapp,
Essential Logic,
The Moleskins,
Max Romeo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lee Hazlewood,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric Dolphy,
The Last Poets,
Sonny Sharrock,
Altered Images,
Lalo Schifrin,
KRS-One,
Lou Reed,
Franke,
The Fire Engines,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Neon Judgement,
Stiv Bators,
Minor Threat,
Dual Sessions,
Fela Kuti,
DNA,
Gastr Del Sol,
Technova,
Rosa Yemen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Shuggie Otis,
Desert Stars,
Girls At Our Best!,
John Foxx,
Half Japanese,
Brass Construction,
Angry Samoans,
Lyres,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Johnny Osbourne,
Big Daddy Kane,
David Axelrod,
Tubeway Army,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bauhaus,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marc Almond,
Albert Ayler,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Agent Orange,
The Toasters,
Pulsallama,
Lucky Dragons,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fortunes,
Alton Ellis,
Slave,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.