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 Panama and from Toronto.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Susan Cadogan,
The Music Machine,
Magma,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dave Gahan,
The Moleskins,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television,
Black Flag,
Electric Prunes,
The Offenders,
Dennis Brown,
Aswad,
Funky Four + One,
Tommy Roe,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Blake Baxter,
Dorothy Ashby,
Skaos,
Davy DMX,
Aloha Tigers,
The J.B.'s,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sonic Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New York Dolls,
Bad Manners,
Section 25,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Patti Smith,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pulsallama,
Sällskapet,
JFA,
Colin Newman,
Jeff Mills,
Sandy B,
The Divine Comedy,
Nas,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
Henry Cow,
The Trojans,
Hashim,
Bobby Womack,
The Smoke,
Mo-Dettes,
The Pop Group,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Excepter,
The Misunderstood,
Peter and Kerry,
MDC,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Grass Roots,
The Count Five,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.