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 Mexico and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Public Image Ltd. to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Buzzcocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Schoolly D,
Popol Vuh,
the Soft Cell,
Trumans Water,
Dual Sessions,
Matthew Halsall,
Reuben Wilson,
Hashim,
Black Moon,
The Sonics,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Underground Resistance,
Steve Hackett,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harry Pussy,
The Monks,
Brass Construction,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Red Krayola,
Pet Shop Boys,
Blancmange,
Johnny Clarke,
Altered Images,
The Shadows of Knight,
John Coltrane,
Dave Gahan,
Warsaw,
Fatback Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
H. Thieme,
Marc Almond,
Gabor Szabo,
Los Fastidios,
Peter & Gordon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Symarip,
Suburban Knight,
Cecil Taylor,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Bananas,
The Gladiators,
Talk Talk,
Intrusion,
Gang Gang Dance,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Shuggie Otis,
D'Angelo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Anakelly,
Agent Orange,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fuzztones,
10cc,
Idris Muhammad,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Saccharine Trust,
the Human League,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Agitation Free,
Carl Craig,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.