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 Tehran.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Morten Harket to the punk 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Circle Jerks,
The Durutti Column,
MC5,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Suicide,
The Residents,
Harry Pussy,
The Techniques,
Dave Gahan,
Panda Bear,
The Dave Clark Five,
AZ,
Smog,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bizarre Inc.,
Au Pairs,
a-ha,
Bobby Byrd,
48th St. Collective,
John Holt,
Sällskapet,
Metal Thangz,
The Remains,
10cc,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gladiators,
Scion,
Sex Pistols,
Nico,
Marc Almond,
Mantronix,
Mark Hollis,
Marine Girls,
Morten Harket,
The Stooges,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sandy B,
The Mojo Men,
Ponytail,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
This Heat,
The Walker Brothers,
Dawn Penn,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Con Funk Shun,
Ultra Naté,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Thee Headcoats,
Eric Copeland,
The Happenings,
Cybotron,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kayak,
Jerry's Kids,
Eli Mardock,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Oblivians,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.