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 Italy and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cheater Slicks to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Divine Comedy,
Animal Collective,
T. Rex,
Vladislav Delay,
Metal Thangz,
Mantronix,
The Cramps,
F. McDonald,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pantytec,
The Shadows of Knight,
ABBA,
Tubeway Army,
The Pop Group,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Freddie Wadling,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boz Scaggs,
Bill Wells,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Sonics,
Sandy B,
Los Fastidios,
Crime,
The Happenings,
Wasted Youth,
World's Most,
Clear Light,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Holt,
Suburban Knight,
Lindisfarne,
Derrick May,
Maurizio,
Skriet,
Tears for Fears,
Jerry's Kids,
Kaleidoscope,
The Cowsills,
Zero Boys,
Skarface,
Deadbeat,
June Days,
Babytalk,
KRS-One,
FM Einheit,
The Velvet Underground,
The Human League,
Anakelly,
Black Moon,
Chrome,
Ice-T,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aloha Tigers,
Urselle,
Erykah Badu,
Joensuu 1685,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.