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 Sri Lanka and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Robert Hood to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
In Retrospect,
Arcadia,
Chrome,
Zapp,
Ken Boothe,
Eric Dolphy,
The Music Machine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Walker Brothers,
Franke,
Fluxion,
Surgeon,
Black Bananas,
Jacques Brel,
Public Enemy,
Yaz,
Television,
Royal Trux,
Roxette,
Moby Grape,
Television Personalities,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nirvana,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jerry's Kids,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bad Manners,
Warsaw,
Skaos,
Scientists,
Lucky Dragons,
OOIOO,
Matthew Bourne,
Pole,
Derrick Morgan,
the Soft Cell,
Swell Maps,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Gap Band,
The Martian,
Leonard Cohen,
Avey Tare,
Pere Ubu,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Joey Negro,
David Bowie,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Flash Fearless,
Susan Cadogan,
Fear,
Pylon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Pretty Things,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric B and Rakim,
New Order,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pulsallama,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Junior Murvin,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Slits, the Slits, the Slits, the Slits.
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.