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 Bahamas and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 spring reverb 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 Marc Almond to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Boogie Down Productions,
Accadde A,
Gang Green,
Tim Buckley,
Slave,
Lindisfarne,
Whodini,
L. Decosne,
The Smoke,
Kenny Larkin,
Skarface,
Anthony Braxton,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Prince Buster,
Jeff Lynne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Severed Heads,
MC5,
The Beau Brummels,
Radio Birdman,
The Gories,
Grauzone,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
EPMD,
Kurtis Blow,
Minutemen,
Sam Rivers,
Arcadia,
The Sonics,
Duran Duran,
Mad Mike,
Minor Threat,
Warren Ellis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
K-Klass,
The Remains,
John Lydon,
Hoover,
Marcia Griffiths,
Stetsasonic,
Nils Olav,
Soul II Soul,
The Trojans,
Albert Ayler,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gerry Rafferty,
Stiv Bators,
Spandau Ballet,
Niagra,
The Saints,
Sun City Girls,
The Names,
The Stooges,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Camouflage,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.