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 Slovenia and from Jakarta.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mission of Burma to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Flamin' Groovies,
Slick Rick,
Black Moon,
Visage,
The Monks,
Nick Fraelich,
Q65,
Piero Umiliani,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
James White and The Blacks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Juan Atkins,
Bob Dylan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Saccharine Trust,
One Last Wish,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Lakeside,
Rekid,
Liliput,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Parry Music,
L. Decosne,
David McCallum,
Blake Baxter,
Jerry's Kids,
Silicon Teens,
Minutemen,
Marc Almond,
OOIOO,
Minny Pops,
Letta Mbulu,
Model 500,
Qualms,
Joyce Sims,
Whodini,
Aloha Tigers,
UT,
Sixth Finger,
Sonic Youth,
Isaac Hayes,
Japan,
Grandmaster Flash,
the Slits,
Cybotron,
Ronan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rosa Yemen,
Porter Ricks,
Nils Olav,
Byron Stingily,
Kenny Larkin,
John Foxx,
Sparks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Make Up,
Robert Görl,
kango's stein massive,
Negative Approach,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.