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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 La Düsseldorf to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Underground Resistance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Nik Kershaw,
Morten Harket,
Joey Negro,
The Happenings,
The Modern Lovers,
World's Most,
Sister Nancy,
Hasil Adkins,
The Stooges,
Technova,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Barbara Tucker,
Nick Fraelich,
Nico,
Alphaville,
Das Ding,
Pet Shop Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Swans,
Aaron Thompson,
The Pretty Things,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Darondo,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Flesh Eaters,
Average White Band,
The Busters,
New Age Steppers,
Brick,
Flash Fearless,
Danielle Patucci,
The Slackers,
The Kinks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Unrelated Segments,
Suicide,
AZ,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rites of Spring,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Grauzone,
Judy Mowatt,
Groovy Waters,
MC5,
X-101,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pantaleimon,
Minor Threat,
Pantytec,
The Selecter,
Metal Thangz,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Dead Boys,
Porter Ricks,
Ituana,
Camouflage,
Ludus,
H. Thieme,
The Residents,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.