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 Lagos.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nico to the crunk 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Livin' Joy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Blackbyrds,
Al Stewart,
Pere Ubu,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Excepter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Section 25,
The Walker Brothers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skaos,
Jacques Brel,
James White and The Blacks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dennis Brown,
DJ Style,
Stockholm Monsters,
Warren Ellis,
Guru Guru,
Moss Icon,
Japan,
Peter and Kerry,
John Coltrane,
Pylon,
Jerry's Kids,
The Divine Comedy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Depeche Mode,
Oneida,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scientists,
Arcadia,
Ultimate Spinach,
Das Ding,
Moby Grape,
World's Most,
In Retrospect,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Newcleus,
Glenn Branca,
Cheater Slicks,
The Dead C,
Pole,
Michelle Simonal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Accadde A,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Blues Magoos,
Bobby Sherman,
David Axelrod,
The Real Kids,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Intrusion,
Joy Division,
Dead Boys,
Heaven 17,
Blancmange,
Marine Girls,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.