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 Somalia and from Beijing.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Crispy Ambulance to the disco 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Nico,
The Slits,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kerrie Biddell,
Brothers Johnson,
Lower 48,
Don Cherry,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Tremeloes,
Y Pants,
L. Decosne,
The Move,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brand Nubian,
Pulsallama,
The Zeros,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Trojans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Stereo Dub,
Jimmy McGriff,
Agitation Free,
Pylon,
Wings,
Laurel Aitken,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Panda Bear,
Eric Copeland,
Inner City,
Bush Tetras,
Sex Pistols,
The Red Krayola,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers,
Colin Newman,
Cheater Slicks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Simply Red,
Charles Mingus,
Young Marble Giants,
Goldenarms,
Oneida,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alton Ellis,
the Slits,
Prince Buster,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camberwell Now,
Kas Product,
The Martian,
These Immortal Souls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Das Ding,
Peter and Kerry,
Alphaville,
Tomorrow,
Rufus Thomas,
X-101,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.