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 Cuba and from Manchester.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Interpol to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Happenings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Morten Harket record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Niagra,
Roxette,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pop Group,
Franke,
Max Romeo,
Alton Ellis,
La Düsseldorf,
Dawn Penn,
Gerry Rafferty,
X-Ray Spex,
Minor Threat,
Ash Ra Tempel,
AZ,
Flash Fearless,
Cameo,
Los Fastidios,
Carl Craig,
The Music Machine,
Blancmange,
The Moleskins,
Grandmaster Flash,
Deakin,
Flipper,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Chris Corsano,
Trumans Water,
The Slits,
Circle Jerks,
Sandy B,
The Motions,
The Mojo Men,
Avey Tare,
The Evens,
The Tremeloes,
Altered Images,
ABC,
The Names,
Chrome,
Arcadia,
Japan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pussy Galore,
Jeff Mills,
Dual Sessions,
The Mummies,
Marmalade,
The Flesh Eaters,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Knickerbockers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Unrelated Segments,
The Detroit Cobras,
Bad Manners,
Todd Rundgren,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Basic Channel,
Minutemen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.