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 Korea South and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare 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 Television Personalities to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gun Club,
Max Romeo,
R.M.O.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Michelle Simonal,
The Blues Magoos,
Mars,
David McCallum,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Surgeon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Shoche,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Soul II Soul,
Audionom,
The Fuzztones,
The Fugs,
Graham Central Station,
Soft Cell,
Franke,
Ronnie Foster,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kenny Larkin,
Procol Harum,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Niagra,
Yusef Lateef,
The Gories,
Al Stewart,
Connie Case,
The Residents,
Hot Snakes,
John Foxx,
The Electric Prunes,
Crime,
Monolake,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gong,
Ohio Players,
Eddi Front,
Lungfish,
E-Dancer,
The Real Kids,
Ken Boothe,
The Dead C,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mr. Review,
Todd Rundgren,
Robert Wyatt,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Velvet Underground,
Negative Approach,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nik Kershaw,
Television Personalities,
Pet Shop Boys,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jeff Lynne,
Glambeats Corp.,
John Cale,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Toni Rubio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.