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 Poland 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the snare 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 Kurtis Blow to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Crash Course in Science,
In Retrospect,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Tremeloes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Circle Jerks,
David Axelrod,
ABBA,
Heaven 17,
Can,
Jeff Lynne,
Trumans Water,
Thompson Twins,
The Flesh Eaters,
Con Funk Shun,
Guru Guru,
The J.B.'s,
Bobby Womack,
The Buckinghams,
Vainqueur,
The Five Americans,
Shuggie Otis,
Alton Ellis,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Henry Cow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ice-T,
Underground Resistance,
The Associates,
Index,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cymande,
Morten Harket,
Livin' Joy,
kango's stein massive,
Blossom Toes,
Johnny Clarke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Second Layer,
John Foxx,
The Fall,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rekid,
Dark Day,
Mars,
Todd Rundgren,
Liliput,
La Düsseldorf,
Massinfluence,
The Alarm Clocks,
Piero Umiliani,
Lakeside,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
JFA,
Rites of Spring,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Fluxion,
Lou Christie,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.