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 Portugal and from Sao Paulo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Unrelated Segments to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
The Evens,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
FM Einheit,
Clear Light,
Sixth Finger,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ossler,
Spandau Ballet,
Erasure,
Derrick Morgan,
The Doors,
Dead Boys,
Negative Approach,
Davy DMX,
Scion,
Ludus,
Scan 7,
The Music Machine,
Liliput,
Skarface,
Agitation Free,
Tres Demented,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dead C,
Section 25,
Fela Kuti,
Michelle Simonal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bill Wells,
Ultravox,
Zapp,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Barclay James Harvest,
Warsaw,
John Holt,
Ronnie Foster,
Mantronix,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Easy Going,
Ponytail,
Prince Buster,
Crime,
Lindisfarne,
Terry Callier,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Robert Görl,
Kayak,
Vladislav Delay,
kango's stein massive,
Rosa Yemen,
Leonard Cohen,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Trojans,
Fluxion,
Godley & Creme,
Soulsonic Force,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Los Fastidios,
Arab on Radar,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.