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 Laos and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Columbus.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Gastr Del Sol to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Black Bananas,
Leonard Cohen,
Cluster,
Mandrill,
Erasure,
The Mojo Men,
The Five Americans,
Slave,
The Black Dice,
Rekid,
EPMD,
Barrington Levy,
Essential Logic,
The Trojans,
Soft Machine,
The Young Rascals,
Bronski Beat,
Unwound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Offenders,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rufus Thomas,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Severed Heads,
Kerri Chandler,
Underground Resistance,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Leaves,
Monolake,
Kool Moe Dee,
Half Japanese,
Kurtis Blow,
Prince Buster,
Aural Exciters,
Yellowson,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sonic Youth,
AZ,
Massinfluence,
Arab on Radar,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Country Teasers,
the Soft Cell,
Maurizio,
FM Einheit,
Angry Samoans,
Hoover,
Niagra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Normal,
Loose Ends,
Bill Near,
MDC,
Pylon,
Jawbox,
John Lydon,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.