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 Malawi and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Barclay James Harvest to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Eurythmics,
Dawn Penn,
48th St. Collective,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Frankie Knuckles,
Simply Red,
Ralphi Rosario,
Quantec,
Stereo Dub,
Pere Ubu,
Colin Newman,
Godley & Creme,
Sarah Menescal,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kerrie Biddell,
MDC,
Ohio Players,
Flamin' Groovies,
Whodini,
Tom Boy,
The Residents,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Christie,
ABC,
Kas Product,
Second Layer,
Fad Gadget,
Minutemen,
Scott Walker,
Mission of Burma,
Nick Fraelich,
Yusef Lateef,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
T. Rex,
The Blues Magoos,
In Retrospect,
Aloha Tigers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Half Japanese,
Porter Ricks,
Scratch Acid,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
D'Angelo,
the Soft Cell,
Monolake,
Intrusion,
The Trojans,
The Skatalites,
Soulsonic Force,
Chrome,
Stetsasonic,
The Fortunes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Motions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Interpol,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.