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 Mauritania and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Inner City to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Camberwell Now,
Patti Smith,
Skarface,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lyres,
The Slackers,
Nick Fraelich,
Slick Rick,
JFA,
Boz Scaggs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June of 44,
Man Parrish,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick May,
Wally Richardson,
Cymande,
Smog,
the Slits,
New Age Steppers,
X-101,
Don Cherry,
Faraquet,
The Flesh Eaters,
Moby Grape,
London Community Gospel Choir,
R.M.O.,
The Red Krayola,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joy Division,
Jeff Lynne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Busters,
Supertramp,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Charles Mingus,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kas Product,
Absolute Body Control,
The Beau Brummels,
This Heat,
Johnny Clarke,
Joyce Sims,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blossom Toes,
Anakelly,
The Zeros,
Dave Gahan,
Can,
Marcia Griffiths,
Al Stewart,
Eve St. Jones,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sexual Harrassment,
Stiv Bators,
Half Japanese,
Nas,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.