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 Kiribati and from Glasgow.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Standells to the punk 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Negative Approach,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Leaves,
Saccharine Trust,
Theoretical Girls,
Mandrill,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Slackers,
Mantronix,
Brand Nubian,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Don Cherry,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sarah Menescal,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Joensuu 1685,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
LL Cool J,
Outsiders,
the Germs,
DJ Style,
Gregory Isaacs,
Organ,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
New York Dolls,
Susan Cadogan,
The Techniques,
Gabor Szabo,
One Last Wish,
Rapeman,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bootsy Collins,
Yazoo,
Crash Course in Science,
Aloha Tigers,
Wally Richardson,
Skaos,
Black Pus,
The Barracudas,
Matthew Bourne,
The Litter,
The Trojans,
Ludus,
Procol Harum,
Dave Gahan,
Urselle,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jesper Dahlback,
New Order,
Unrelated Segments,
Kaleidoscope,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Josef K,
Brick,
Chris Corsano,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.