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 Madagascar and from Johannesburg.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ultravox to the electroclash 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Pus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Marcia Griffiths,
Michelle Simonal,
Bauhaus,
Arab on Radar,
the Germs,
Hasil Adkins,
Nas,
Jeru the Damaja,
Boz Scaggs,
Ten City,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Shuggie Otis,
Carl Craig,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
This Heat,
Urselle,
a-ha,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mandrill,
Aaron Thompson,
Hardrive,
The Slackers,
The Moody Blues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Funky Four + One,
Fluxion,
Angry Samoans,
Gang of Four,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aloha Tigers,
Dennis Brown,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grauzone,
Freddie Wadling,
Wire,
Smog,
The Knickerbockers,
Malaria!,
Von Mondo,
Alphaville,
Joensuu 1685,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Monks,
Supertramp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Das Ding,
Fat Boys,
T.S.O.L.,
Mary Jane Girls,
kango's stein massive,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ultravox,
Jawbox,
Skriet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Barrington Levy,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Bar-Kays,
The Offenders,
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.