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 Saudi Arabia and from Jakarta.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rock 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Ponytail,
Terry Callier,
Electric Prunes,
Carl Craig,
The Five Americans,
Pere Ubu,
Lou Christie,
John Cale,
Bill Near,
Dark Day,
Sonic Youth,
Magazine,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gun Club,
Soulsonic Force,
48th St. Collective,
The Slackers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Patti Smith,
Mandrill,
Arcadia,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scientists,
Letta Mbulu,
Symarip,
Max Romeo,
The Angels of Light,
Steve Hackett,
H. Thieme,
Japan,
Marvin Gaye,
The Martian,
T. Rex,
Depeche Mode,
Fluxion,
Warren Ellis,
Sight & Sound,
B.T. Express,
Goldenarms,
Kenny Larkin,
The Searchers,
The Velvet Underground,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nas,
Gong,
Eden Ahbez,
Harry Pussy,
Scott Walker,
Faust,
Kerrie Biddell,
Duran Duran,
the Human League,
Motorama,
Accadde A,
Danielle Patucci,
Marmalade,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rapeman,
Cecil Taylor,
Amon Düül II,
Quadrant,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.