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 Gambia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Supertramp to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
Anakelly,
Ponytail,
Das Ding,
PIL,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Gang Dance,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Audionom,
Lebanon Hanover,
Malaria!,
Ituana,
Blossom Toes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joe Smooth,
Maleditus Sound,
Suicide,
Jacques Brel,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kenny Larkin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Spandau Ballet,
Hasil Adkins,
Gichy Dan,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sexual Harrassment,
FM Einheit,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Man Parrish,
The Victims,
The New Christs,
Althea and Donna,
Fatback Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
New Age Steppers,
Prince Buster,
The Golliwogs,
In Retrospect,
Icehouse,
Peter and Kerry,
Jeff Mills,
Matthew Bourne,
Kayak,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dead C,
Organ,
Soulsonic Force,
Masters at Work,
Donald Byrd,
The Flesh Eaters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Robert Görl,
B.T. Express,
Black Sheep,
Banda Bassotti,
Robert Hood,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.