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 Malta and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rosa Yemen to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Echospace,
The Angels of Light,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soft Cell,
The Happenings,
Lebanon Hanover,
Skaos,
Bush Tetras,
Fad Gadget,
Average White Band,
the Soft Cell,
Nils Olav,
Absolute Body Control,
Sex Pistols,
Mars,
K-Klass,
New Order,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Isaac Hayes,
D'Angelo,
Ornette Coleman,
Quantec,
Gichy Dan,
Cymande,
Ronnie Foster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
L. Decosne,
PIL,
Duran Duran,
Deepchord,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bob Dylan,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Music Machine,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Blues Magoos,
UT,
Blossom Toes,
Dennis Brown,
Gabor Szabo,
Rotary Connection,
Neil Young,
Sparks,
Grey Daturas,
Davy DMX,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fall,
The Residents,
Alton Ellis,
Slave,
Robert Görl,
Swell Maps,
The Motions,
Clear Light,
Darondo,
Joensuu 1685,
Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B, Sandy B.
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.