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 Pakistan and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Idris Muhammad to the rock 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 Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Be Bop Deluxe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Happenings,
Bang On A Can,
Crime,
Tim Buckley,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joey Negro,
June of 44,
Fela Kuti,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Zeros,
Liliput,
Cheater Slicks,
Newcleus,
Lakeside,
The Blackbyrds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Junior Murvin,
The Gun Club,
Babytalk,
Maleditus Sound,
Scott Walker,
Funkadelic,
Black Pus,
Reuben Wilson,
Pierre Henry,
Marc Almond,
Mandrill,
DJ Style,
Derrick Morgan,
ABBA,
Toni Rubio,
Skaos,
The Buckinghams,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bobby Womack,
Rod Modell,
Gang Green,
Pharoah Sanders,
Brand Nubian,
Chris Corsano,
Robert Hood,
Harry Pussy,
Deepchord,
The Skatalites,
Qualms,
Ossler,
Brass Construction,
Slave,
The Walker Brothers,
The Associates,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Glenn Branca,
Jeff Lynne,
Davy DMX,
X-102,
Bobby Sherman,
Magma,
Danielle Patucci,
Eddi Front,
Outsiders,
Funky Four + One,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.