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 Czech Republic and from Mumbai.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bronski Beat to the rock 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Yellowson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fugazi,
Jacques Brel,
Das Ding,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Alton Ellis,
The Gladiators,
Judy Mowatt,
Los Fastidios,
Marvin Gaye,
Leonard Cohen,
Danielle Patucci,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
In Retrospect,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Deakin,
Mission of Burma,
The Blackbyrds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nik Kershaw,
Hoover,
Yellowson,
The Barracudas,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Martian,
Circle Jerks,
The Searchers,
Quadrant,
Grauzone,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Radio Birdman,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ten City,
Neil Young,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Cale,
X-102,
Organ,
Pierre Henry,
Royal Trux,
The Happenings,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Rhythm & Sound,
Roxy Music,
One Last Wish,
Charles Mingus,
Grey Daturas,
Little Man,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fuzztones,
Sällskapet,
a-ha,
Kevin Saunderson,
Accadde A,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sight & Sound,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.