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 Armenia and from Portland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Tubeway Army to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Au Pairs,
Dark Day,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Franke,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Essential Logic,
Minutemen,
Yusef Lateef,
Boredoms,
Peter & Gordon,
Eve St. Jones,
the Normal,
Faraquet,
The Wake,
Cybotron,
James White and The Blacks,
The Pretty Things,
The Neon Judgement,
The Gladiators,
Half Japanese,
Judy Mowatt,
Drexciya,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lyres,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
T.S.O.L.,
Pussy Galore,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Alice Coltrane,
Gang Gang Dance,
Second Layer,
Mark Hollis,
Vladislav Delay,
Clear Light,
Wire,
Bush Tetras,
Cal Tjader,
Subhumans,
Kenny Larkin,
Rod Modell,
A Certain Ratio,
Pagans,
ABBA,
Scratch Acid,
Susan Cadogan,
Roxy Music,
the Human League,
Icehouse,
Howard Jones,
Q and Not U,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultravox,
Simply Red,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Associates,
Public Enemy,
Donald Byrd,
The Martian,
The Durutti Column,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.