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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 snare 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 Soft Cell to the techno 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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Starr,
UT,
Marine Girls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Soft Cell,
Barry Ungar,
Moss Icon,
The Searchers,
Youth Brigade,
Eric Dolphy,
Tommy Roe,
Harry Pussy,
John Cale,
Black Moon,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cameo,
Carl Craig,
Tres Demented,
Patti Smith,
Hardrive,
Little Man,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bad Manners,
Eden Ahbez,
The Litter,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Gladiators,
Gang Green,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kayak,
The Birthday Party,
Radiohead,
Infiniti,
Derrick May,
Liliput,
DJ Sneak,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Johnny Osbourne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sonic Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Moleskins,
Peter and Kerry,
Juan Atkins,
Rotary Connection,
the Germs,
Aaron Thompson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bang On A Can,
Yazoo,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.