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 Sierra Leone and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar 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 Index to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlback tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Country Teasers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scott Walker,
David Axelrod,
June of 44,
The Mummies,
Vainqueur,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Gap Band,
Dave Gahan,
Michelle Simonal,
Roger Hodgson,
Morten Harket,
Roy Ayers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Stooges,
Nick Fraelich,
Make Up,
China Crisis,
Eddi Front,
The Moleskins,
Index,
The Remains,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Unwound,
Joy Division,
Sister Nancy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Fela Kuti,
Letta Mbulu,
Derrick Morgan,
Yaz,
Altered Images,
MC5,
Unrelated Segments,
FM Einheit,
Avey Tare,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gladiators,
Erykah Badu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minutemen,
Nik Kershaw,
The Monochrome Set,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
La Düsseldorf,
Los Fastidios,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Babytalk,
Black Pus,
Heaven 17,
Visage,
Public Enemy,
Whodini,
Lalo Schifrin,
Man Parrish,
The Residents,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Popol Vuh,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.