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 Benin and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Idris Muhammad to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slackers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins 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?
Popol Vuh,
Scan 7,
Donny Hathaway,
Maurizio,
Traffic Nightmare,
FM Einheit,
Ossler,
Rekid,
Pulsallama,
E-Dancer,
The Neon Judgement,
The J.B.'s,
The Fugs,
X-102,
Q and Not U,
Barrington Levy,
Can,
Thompson Twins,
Amon Düül,
Aaron Thompson,
Swell Maps,
Slick Rick,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Severed Heads,
H. Thieme,
the Germs,
The Slits,
Warsaw,
The Electric Prunes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lakeside,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Janne Schatter,
the Slits,
Echospace,
Roxette,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lungfish,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Victims,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
In Retrospect,
The Associates,
Todd Terry,
Amon Düül II,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Cybotron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jerry's Kids,
Soulsonic Force,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Harry Pussy,
Warren Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Jeff Lynne,
Intrusion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mr. Review,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lebanon Hanover,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.