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 Guinea and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar 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 The Cure to the funk 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Howard Jones,
Bush Tetras,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Move,
Ornette Coleman,
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Moody Blues,
New Order,
The Gun Club,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Davy DMX,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Monks,
Danielle Patucci,
Cameo,
Anakelly,
Bootsy Collins,
Unwound,
Archie Shepp,
Bluetip,
Interpol,
X-102,
Magazine,
The Barracudas,
the Swans,
Surgeon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Adolescents,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zero Boys,
The Neon Judgement,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed,
Aaron Thompson,
Pantytec,
Procol Harum,
Nils Olav,
Skaos,
Rod Modell,
Dennis Brown,
The Doobie Brothers,
Absolute Body Control,
X-101,
Kurtis Blow,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Bill Wells,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Isaac Hayes,
Nico,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kerrie Biddell,
Juan Atkins,
the Association,
The Fire Engines,
The Raincoats,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Maleditus Sound,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.