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 Burundi and from New York.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Organ to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
Pulsallama,
Panda Bear,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fuzztones,
The Vogues,
The Skatalites,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Anthony Braxton,
Average White Band,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Star Department,
The Zeros,
Jawbox,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Harpers Bizarre,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cluster,
Joey Negro,
Piero Umiliani,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ludus,
Funky Four + One,
KRS-One,
Tomorrow,
The Index,
Delta 5,
Gerry Rafferty,
Joe Finger,
Kaleidoscope,
The Alarm Clocks,
Warren Ellis,
Rufus Thomas,
Lower 48,
Matthew Bourne,
Fela Kuti,
H. Thieme,
Dave Gahan,
Henry Cow,
Joe Smooth,
Bobby Byrd,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The New Christs,
Bobby Sherman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
One Last Wish,
Stiv Bators,
Urselle,
Lucky Dragons,
Hot Snakes,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ken Boothe,
The Happenings,
Arcadia,
Au Pairs,
Todd Rundgren,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Y Pants,
Drexciya,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.