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 Samoa and from Madrid.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Offenders to the dance 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
KRS-One,
Cameo,
Second Layer,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Arab on Radar,
Crash Course in Science,
Audionom,
the Normal,
Neil Young,
The Moody Blues,
The Dead C,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Swans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Cramps,
David Bowie,
Jawbox,
Lungfish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Electric Prunes,
The Smiths,
X-Ray Spex,
Big Daddy Kane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Johnny Clarke,
The Moleskins,
Animal Collective,
The Gap Band,
Nick Fraelich,
New Order,
Ronnie Foster,
Metal Thangz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The J.B.'s,
Zero Boys,
Drexciya,
Jandek,
Agitation Free,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flash Fearless,
Vainqueur,
Sexual Harrassment,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Unrelated Segments,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mad Mike,
Kurtis Blow,
Ossler,
Nico,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Doobie Brothers,
Warsaw,
Agent Orange,
Dead Boys,
Negative Approach,
Danielle Patucci,
DNA,
The Divine Comedy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch 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.