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 Ecuador and from New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soft Cell,
Skaos,
Q and Not U,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Toni Rubio,
The Selecter,
Sugar Minott,
Model 500,
Ronan,
Cheater Slicks,
The Smiths,
Faust,
The Happenings,
The New Christs,
Isaac Hayes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Y Pants,
Chris Corsano,
Chris & Cosey,
Lightning Bolt,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Judy Mowatt,
Derrick May,
Tommy Roe,
Kayak,
the Slits,
Ohio Players,
Mo-Dettes,
The Litter,
Crooked Eye,
New Age Steppers,
Matthew Bourne,
Wasted Youth,
Marc Almond,
Gang Starr,
The Neon Judgement,
Todd Terry,
The Techniques,
New York Dolls,
Stiv Bators,
This Heat,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Alison Limerick,
Sun City Girls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pantaleimon,
EPMD,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rosa Yemen,
China Crisis,
Fela Kuti,
Soul Sonic Force,
JFA,
Aaron Thompson,
Das Ding,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.