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 Ireland and from Portland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Youth Brigade to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Neon Judgement,
The Pretty Things,
T.S.O.L.,
The Barracudas,
MC5,
The Remains,
Japan,
Erykah Badu,
One Last Wish,
Quando Quango,
The Victims,
The Motions,
Cal Tjader,
Sight & Sound,
DJ Style,
Brothers Johnson,
Q65,
Black Flag,
Brass Construction,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Todd Terry,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Kinks,
Matthew Halsall,
The American Breed,
Hoover,
Dual Sessions,
LL Cool J,
Radio Birdman,
F. McDonald,
Panda Bear,
Babytalk,
Skaos,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eddi Front,
The Durutti Column,
Bob Dylan,
Accadde A,
Delon & Dalcan,
June Days,
Alphaville,
Severed Heads,
Ossler,
New Order,
Symarip,
Duran Duran,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Au Pairs,
Pantytec,
Inner City,
New Age Steppers,
New York Dolls,
Procol Harum,
Boz Scaggs,
Outsiders,
Altered Images,
Joey Negro,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.