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 Dominica and from Bologna.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Liliput to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The American Breed,
Ultra Naté,
The Index,
Wasted Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Toni Rubio,
Derrick Morgan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nirvana,
Y Pants,
Bronski Beat,
Marvin Gaye,
Ten City,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cymande,
Bauhaus,
John Cale,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Pus,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Young Rascals,
Archie Shepp,
The Birthday Party,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thee Headcoats,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Blackbyrds,
Rotary Connection,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Los Fastidios,
Joensuu 1685,
Hasil Adkins,
Robert Görl,
Minutemen,
Altered Images,
Country Teasers,
Bootsy Collins,
The Golliwogs,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scion,
Goldenarms,
Pylon,
Cybotron,
Althea and Donna,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Silicon Teens,
La Düsseldorf,
The Detroit Cobras,
Public Image Ltd.,
Letta Mbulu,
Jeff Mills,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
R.M.O.,
Soul II Soul,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry's Kids,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.