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 Japan and from London.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Agitation Free to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
8 Eyed Spy,
Marvin Gaye,
Erykah Badu,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Saints,
Yusef Lateef,
Rapeman,
Masters at Work,
the Swans,
Idris Muhammad,
Angry Samoans,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
La Düsseldorf,
Michelle Simonal,
The Five Americans,
OOIOO,
New York Dolls,
Heaven 17,
Japan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Connie Case,
Tubeway Army,
Anakelly,
Suburban Knight,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Niagra,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Association,
The Invisible,
Mission of Burma,
Roy Ayers,
The Remains,
Theoretical Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ralphi Rosario,
June of 44,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gang of Four,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Q and Not U,
Country Teasers,
Chrome,
The Doobie Brothers,
Marine Girls,
Skriet,
The Monks,
Basic Channel,
The Slackers,
Peter & Gordon,
The Searchers,
Delta 5,
Gregory Isaacs,
Absolute Body Control,
cv313,
Wolf Eyes,
EPMD,
Arab on Radar,
The Sound,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.