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 Antigua and from Shanghai.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the güiro 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 Camberwell Now to the grime 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Camberwell Now,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lou Reed,
Bill Wells,
Au Pairs,
The Gap Band,
Pagans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Darondo,
Chrome,
Jacob Miller,
U.S. Maple,
Byron Stingily,
Donny Hathaway,
Symarip,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joy Division,
The Stooges,
Moss Icon,
The Leaves,
Arcadia,
Magma,
Hardrive,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ronan,
Spandau Ballet,
Cameo,
Rufus Thomas,
Aswad,
Radiopuhelimet,
Grauzone,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
These Immortal Souls,
kango's stein massive,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Modern Lovers,
The Moleskins,
Interpol,
Albert Ayler,
Derrick May,
DJ Style,
Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Zeros,
The Dave Clark Five,
Junior Murvin,
In Retrospect,
Young Marble Giants,
Bang On A Can,
The Fuzztones,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Sonics,
Isaac Hayes,
The Blackbyrds,
Kaleidoscope,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sandy B,
The Raincoats,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.