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 Korea North and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Minor Threat to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Max Romeo,
Pierre Henry,
Aswad,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Birthday Party,
New Order,
Can,
Camouflage,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sun City Girls,
Public Enemy,
The Blackbyrds,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
T.S.O.L.,
The Gun Club,
Angry Samoans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Judy Mowatt,
Colin Newman,
Shuggie Otis,
Cameo,
Wolf Eyes,
Jacob Miller,
Negative Approach,
The Durutti Column,
Icehouse,
Kaleidoscope,
Darondo,
Robert Hood,
Average White Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Erykah Badu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
MC5,
Kerri Chandler,
The Music Machine,
The Tremeloes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cal Tjader,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Parry Music,
Ultra Naté,
Organ,
Bobby Womack,
Cheater Slicks,
Nik Kershaw,
Television Personalities,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Althea and Donna,
Hot Snakes,
Excepter,
CMW,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kurtis Blow,
Quando Quango,
Metal Thangz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Trumans Water,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.