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 Italy and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Ituana to the funk 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Robert Wyatt,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Magma,
PIL,
The Gun Club,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Yusef Lateef,
Parry Music,
This Heat,
Hashim,
John Cale,
The Blackbyrds,
LL Cool J,
Loose Ends,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Stiv Bators,
a-ha,
A Certain Ratio,
Grey Daturas,
Desert Stars,
Groovy Waters,
DNA,
K-Klass,
New York Dolls,
Saccharine Trust,
Girls At Our Best!,
D'Angelo,
Arcadia,
L. Decosne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soft Machine,
the Fania All-Stars,
Deadbeat,
Eden Ahbez,
Pierre Henry,
Echospace,
Crispian St. Peters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Television,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Avey Tare,
AZ,
Lyres,
Iggy Pop,
Lindisfarne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marine Girls,
Freddie Wadling,
the Association,
The Fire Engines,
Rapeman,
Janne Schatter,
Ronan,
JFA,
Youth Brigade,
Infiniti,
The Fugs,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.