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 Solomon Islands and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Spokane.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 China Crisis to the grunge 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Skarface,
Ultimate Spinach,
the Slits,
The Gap Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neu!,
Fort Wilson Riot,
David Axelrod,
Marshall Jefferson,
Arab on Radar,
Negative Approach,
The Slackers,
New Order,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Little Man,
The Last Poets,
Skriet,
Scott Walker,
Alphaville,
Dual Sessions,
Andrew Hill,
Y Pants,
The Divine Comedy,
The Remains,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Evens,
The Birthday Party,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonny Sharrock,
Essential Logic,
Bob Dylan,
Rod Modell,
Von Mondo,
Tim Buckley,
Spoonie Gee,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Flag,
DJ Style,
Zero Boys,
X-102,
Pantytec,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Urselle,
Severed Heads,
Joe Finger,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Aural Exciters,
MDC,
the Normal,
The Misunderstood,
Mars,
X-Ray Spex,
Second Layer,
Clear Light,
Quantec,
Metal Thangz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ultravox,
Josef K,
Gang Green,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.