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 Australia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Modern Lovers to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Essential Logic,
Bluetip,
UT,
Barry Ungar,
Rapeman,
Procol Harum,
The Gladiators,
Stereo Dub,
Yazoo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fad Gadget,
Qualms,
The Gories,
The American Breed,
Make Up,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Beau Brummels,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kayak,
The Durutti Column,
Clear Light,
Ice-T,
Quantec,
Magma,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Carl Craig,
OOIOO,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mr. Review,
Cymande,
Toni Rubio,
Blake Baxter,
Ituana,
Echospace,
Alphaville,
Sixth Finger,
Suicide,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Görl,
Camberwell Now,
The Busters,
Albert Ayler,
Section 25,
Bill Near,
Anakelly,
Slick Rick,
The Black Dice,
Bronski Beat,
Roy Ayers,
Das Ding,
Sällskapet,
The Dirtbombs,
Siglo XX,
Fear,
Avey Tare,
Ken Boothe,
The Cure,
cv313,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.