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 Afghanistan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 clarinet 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 Negative Approach to the dance 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 The Durutti Column. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Reuben Wilson,
Lou Reed,
Amon Düül II,
The Associates,
FM Einheit,
Half Japanese,
The Misunderstood,
Trumans Water,
The Fire Engines,
Mo-Dettes,
Iggy Pop,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gang Gang Dance,
Deakin,
Eric Dolphy,
the Association,
Little Man,
The Martian,
Procol Harum,
Von Mondo,
a-ha,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wings,
Livin' Joy,
Ronnie Foster,
Donald Byrd,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Normal,
X-101,
Eddi Front,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Darondo,
The Victims,
Faraquet,
K-Klass,
Bobby Sherman,
Warsaw,
Blancmange,
the Human League,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camberwell Now,
La Düsseldorf,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Sheep,
Lucky Dragons,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eric Copeland,
The Gap Band,
Barrington Levy,
Moss Icon,
James White and The Blacks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gregory Isaacs,
Spandau Ballet,
Scratch Acid,
Slave,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.