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 Ireland and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Colin Newman to the crunk 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Eve St. Jones,
Fluxion,
Vainqueur,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Duran Duran,
Loose Ends,
PIL,
Marc Almond,
Donny Hathaway,
the Association,
Janne Schatter,
Nick Fraelich,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Maurizio,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Glenn Branca,
Prince Buster,
Dual Sessions,
Banda Bassotti,
Erasure,
L. Decosne,
E-Dancer,
Ossler,
Frankie Knuckles,
June Days,
Cybotron,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Barbara Tucker,
Freddie Wadling,
Gabor Szabo,
ABC,
Negative Approach,
The Moody Blues,
Young Marble Giants,
Sun Ra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rufus Thomas,
Dawn Penn,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Buckinghams,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Brothers Johnson,
Pole,
kango's stein massive,
The Selecter,
The Human League,
Reuben Wilson,
Leonard Cohen,
Gong,
Eli Mardock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Outsiders,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
Deadbeat,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.