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 Costa Rica and from Columbus.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Holger Czukay 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 Basic Channel to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brothers Johnson,
Funky Four + One,
Warren Ellis,
The Knickerbockers,
X-101,
Gang Green,
Ken Boothe,
Nirvana,
The Stooges,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
China Crisis,
The Gladiators,
Robert Görl,
Boogie Down Productions,
Reuben Wilson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Monks,
Derrick Morgan,
a-ha,
Anakelly,
Ronan,
The Standells,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Grey Daturas,
Accadde A,
Sarah Menescal,
Davy DMX,
Khruangbin,
Kerri Chandler,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Swans,
Bluetip,
Minny Pops,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vainqueur,
The Cramps,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June of 44,
Leonard Cohen,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Maleditus Sound,
Basic Channel,
Television,
Derrick May,
Soul II Soul,
Ludus,
Quadrant,
The Buckinghams,
The Move,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pantaleimon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joey Negro,
Glambeats Corp.,
U.S. Maple,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultravox,
World's Most,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.