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 Oman and from Lagos.
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 Spokane and Lyon.
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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe 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 Shoche to the crunk 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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Moss Icon,
The Residents,
The Trojans,
Television Personalities,
Blossom Toes,
Steve Hackett,
UT,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quantec,
Iggy Pop,
Symarip,
The Litter,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eli Mardock,
Excepter,
Matthew Halsall,
Circle Jerks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Anakelly,
The Moody Blues,
Juan Atkins,
Bobby Byrd,
The American Breed,
Monolake,
Black Moon,
Alton Ellis,
Absolute Body Control,
Reuben Wilson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Avey Tare,
Brothers Johnson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yazoo,
Lalann,
Subhumans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shuggie Otis,
Patti Smith,
Basic Channel,
JFA,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Raincoats,
Cal Tjader,
Bizarre Inc.,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Young Rascals,
Interpol,
Rotary Connection,
The Cowsills,
Wasted Youth,
X-101,
Agent Orange,
Peter and Kerry,
Faraquet,
Cymande,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Danielle Patucci,
MC5,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.