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 East Timor and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Howard Jones to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
The Blackbyrds,
The Busters,
the Sonics,
Kerri Chandler,
Scientists,
Minny Pops,
the Human League,
Wings,
Skaos,
Reagan Youth,
The Raincoats,
The Slackers,
Cymande,
Main Source,
DNA,
Derrick Morgan,
Dave Gahan,
Mandrill,
Stereo Dub,
Second Layer,
The Zeros,
Accadde A,
June of 44,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
James White and The Blacks,
Guru Guru,
Matthew Halsall,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Evens,
Sun Ra,
The Cowsills,
Cluster,
Marine Girls,
Public Image Ltd.,
Brick,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jerry's Kids,
Lower 48,
A Certain Ratio,
Dark Day,
Desert Stars,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Divine Comedy,
The Real Kids,
8 Eyed Spy,
New York Dolls,
Letta Mbulu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vladislav Delay,
Mission of Burma,
Leonard Cohen,
Infiniti,
Negative Approach,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Howard Jones,
La Düsseldorf,
Bill Near,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.