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 Iran and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 EPMD to the disco 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Urselle,
Anthony Braxton,
The Cramps,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Steve Hackett,
Joey Negro,
K-Klass,
Max Romeo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Wake,
David Axelrod,
Unrelated Segments,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lebanon Hanover,
UT,
Das Ding,
Erykah Badu,
Man Parrish,
LL Cool J,
Subhumans,
Livin' Joy,
cv313,
Quando Quango,
Crooked Eye,
kango's stein massive,
Lucky Dragons,
Quantec,
Peter & Gordon,
Gang Starr,
Niagra,
Patti Smith,
The Gladiators,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Modern Lovers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bizarre Inc.,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Blake Baxter,
CMW,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stetsasonic,
Silicon Teens,
Delta 5,
MDC,
Popol Vuh,
Adolescents,
The Smoke,
Tears for Fears,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Matthew Bourne,
Bad Manners,
The Techniques,
Sonny Sharrock,
Arab on Radar,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kevin Saunderson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.