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 Yemen and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 John Lydon to the electroclash 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Pylon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Colin Newman,
Dark Day,
Harpers Bizarre,
Audionom,
Ohio Players,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Yaz,
Maleditus Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
Procol Harum,
Royal Trux,
Youth Brigade,
The Birthday Party,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Moebius,
The Blues Magoos,
Ultimate Spinach,
Stiv Bators,
Josef K,
The Selecter,
Marine Girls,
Prince Buster,
Soulsonic Force,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Freddie Wadling,
Ten City,
the Swans,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Althea and Donna,
Lower 48,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Deadbeat,
Dave Gahan,
Bobby Womack,
Sällskapet,
Robert Wyatt,
Agitation Free,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Patti Smith,
Absolute Body Control,
Janne Schatter,
Masters at Work,
Faraquet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Stooges,
The Offenders,
A Certain Ratio,
Shuggie Otis,
The Sonics,
One Last Wish,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camberwell Now,
The Sound,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.