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 Cyprus and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Crooked Eye to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
L. Decosne,
the Normal,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Star Department,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
PIL,
K-Klass,
Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Fraelich,
Boz Scaggs,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Masters at Work,
Negative Approach,
Kas Product,
Eric Copeland,
Pylon,
Gichy Dan,
The Last Poets,
Depeche Mode,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vainqueur,
Morten Harket,
Stetsasonic,
Lalo Schifrin,
Echospace,
Lower 48,
New York Dolls,
The Cramps,
Cecil Taylor,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Suburban Knight,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Soft Cell,
The Gladiators,
Essential Logic,
Cymande,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Brand Nubian,
Royal Trux,
Urselle,
Alton Ellis,
Scan 7,
The Invisible,
Wire,
Aswad,
The Seeds,
June of 44,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Barry Ungar,
Severed Heads,
Camouflage,
Swans,
Godley & Creme,
Electric Prunes,
Lightning Bolt,
Cameo,
Country Teasers,
Freddie Wadling,
Lindisfarne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.