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 Guatemala 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Robert Palmer 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 Pagans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Banda Bassotti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Piero Umiliani,
One Last Wish,
Rakim,
Newcleus,
Panda Bear,
The New Christs,
Brick,
Joe Smooth,
Depeche Mode,
The Slackers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quantec,
The Evens,
Buzzcocks,
Gichy Dan,
Marmalade,
Grauzone,
Radiopuhelimet,
David Axelrod,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Youth Brigade,
Lalann,
The Happenings,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Lydon,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ultravox,
Urselle,
Pole,
Ohio Players,
Reagan Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Rotary Connection,
New Order,
Wasted Youth,
Ten City,
Bill Wells,
Jeff Mills,
Country Teasers,
Masters at Work,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Porter Ricks,
Severed Heads,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scrapy,
cv313,
Pulsallama,
The Red Krayola,
Tom Boy,
The Dead C,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fugazi,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hot Snakes,
Organ,
Barrington Levy,
LL Cool J,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.