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 Mauritania and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 Accadde A to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Amazonics. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Alphaville,
Howard Jones,
Livin' Joy,
John Holt,
Pet Shop Boys,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mojo Men,
Tom Boy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jimmy McGriff,
Yaz,
Ituana,
Lalann,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
L. Decosne,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ponytail,
Eric Copeland,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bluetip,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anakelly,
The Buckinghams,
UT,
Eric B and Rakim,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Organ,
Nirvana,
Sound Behaviour,
Deepchord,
The Invisible,
Nas,
Faust,
Kevin Saunderson,
Oblivians,
Cal Tjader,
Swell Maps,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Toni Rubio,
Youth Brigade,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Half Japanese,
Monolake,
The Remains,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jandek,
The Birthday Party,
Sunsets and Hearts,
MDC,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Steve Hackett,
The Barracudas,
the Association,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Age Steppers,
Crash Course in Science,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.