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 Dominican Republic 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks to the electroclash 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Jacques Brel,
Monolake,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
AZ,
Average White Band,
KRS-One,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Alphaville,
Wire,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Das Ding,
Maleditus Sound,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Sherman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Star Department,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Beau Brummels,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Skarface,
Pylon,
Barbara Tucker,
The Velvet Underground,
E-Dancer,
Tomorrow,
The Slackers,
John Lydon,
In Retrospect,
Scott Walker,
The Evens,
Rekid,
Derrick Morgan,
Absolute Body Control,
MDC,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Flag,
Gong,
Bootsy Collins,
World's Most,
The Trojans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Roxette,
Fatback Band,
Joe Finger,
Marine Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
Amon Düül,
the Sonics,
Dennis Brown,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soulsonic Force,
Hoover,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Modern Lovers,
Heaven 17,
The Searchers,
Ken Boothe,
Unrelated Segments,
Mary Jane Girls,
Joe Smooth,
Silicon Teens,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.