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 Nicaragua and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 FM Einheit to the dance 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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Faraquet,
Animal Collective,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jandek,
Todd Rundgren,
Kaleidoscope,
Pantaleimon,
Robert Görl,
Glenn Branca,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rakim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Depeche Mode,
Japan,
Absolute Body Control,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Skriet,
The Gap Band,
Camberwell Now,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
EPMD,
The Tremeloes,
Con Funk Shun,
Sun City Girls,
X-101,
OOIOO,
Popol Vuh,
Lucky Dragons,
The Count Five,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jimmy McGriff,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Liliput,
Ornette Coleman,
Bobby Sherman,
The Red Krayola,
Minor Threat,
Hardrive,
The Wake,
Aloha Tigers,
Matthew Halsall,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Alison Limerick,
The Human League,
David Axelrod,
10cc,
Letta Mbulu,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ponytail,
London Community Gospel Choir,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yusef Lateef,
The United States of America,
Radio Birdman,
Hasil Adkins,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.