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 Suriname and from Philadelphia.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cramps to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
DJ Sneak,
Robert Hood,
MC5,
Faraquet,
The Gladiators,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nik Kershaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dead Boys,
Motorama,
The Victims,
Terry Callier,
Joe Smooth,
Ossler,
The Divine Comedy,
Public Enemy,
The Slits,
Tres Demented,
The Fall,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Mojo Men,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Blues Magoos,
Von Mondo,
Suburban Knight,
Radio Birdman,
Dennis Brown,
Buzzcocks,
Minny Pops,
The Dirtbombs,
Soft Cell,
The Fortunes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hardrive,
a-ha,
Magazine,
PIL,
Eden Ahbez,
Tubeway Army,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Al Stewart,
The Pretty Things,
Silicon Teens,
Tears for Fears,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Wire,
Man Eating Sloth,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Neon Judgement,
The Durutti Column,
Ultravox,
Erykah Badu,
MDC,
The Happenings,
Ken Boothe,
Parry Music,
Neil Young,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.