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 Macedonia and from Shanghai.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Scrapy to the electroclash 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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fugs,
Groovy Waters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Q65,
The Music Machine,
EPMD,
Brand Nubian,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eddi Front,
Au Pairs,
Wolf Eyes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Sheep,
Bill Near,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Names,
Deepchord,
Yaz,
Khruangbin,
Bad Manners,
Intrusion,
The Cure,
U.S. Maple,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Parry Music,
The Blackbyrds,
In Retrospect,
Josef K,
Marmalade,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Boredoms,
Donald Byrd,
Von Mondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Easy Going,
ABC,
Japan,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Heaven 17,
Zapp,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Supertramp,
the Association,
Rosa Yemen,
Frankie Knuckles,
Hardrive,
The Seeds,
Guru Guru,
Lungfish,
Sister Nancy,
Eric Dolphy,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Last Poets,
Soft Machine,
Dead Boys,
Monolake,
ABBA,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.