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 Dominica and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 spring reverb 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 Pole to the jazz 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 Chris Corsano. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Stereo Dub,
Tears for Fears,
Monolake,
Terry Callier,
The Cure,
Amazonics,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jacob Miller,
the Normal,
The Doors,
Mars,
Piero Umiliani,
Barbara Tucker,
Pole,
Procol Harum,
Von Mondo,
T.S.O.L.,
Ossler,
China Crisis,
Ponytail,
Graham Central Station,
Angry Samoans,
Skriet,
Bronski Beat,
The Gun Club,
Radio Birdman,
Babytalk,
The Doobie Brothers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Silicon Teens,
Public Enemy,
Joensuu 1685,
Bizarre Inc.,
Maurizio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bluetip,
Au Pairs,
Organ,
Quantec,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blossom Toes,
Slick Rick,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Patti Smith,
Jerry's Kids,
Pantaleimon,
DJ Style,
Hashim,
Neu!,
Tim Buckley,
Marshall Jefferson,
Chrome,
Pet Shop Boys,
Heaven 17,
Trumans Water,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nirvana,
Oneida,
Hoover,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.