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 Brunei 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Young Rascals to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Clear Light,
The Moleskins,
DNA,
New Age Steppers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Dennis Brown,
Cecil Taylor,
The New Christs,
The Pop Group,
Liliput,
Guru Guru,
Marvin Gaye,
The Grass Roots,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mission of Burma,
The Buckinghams,
Bob Dylan,
Max Romeo,
Lalann,
Erykah Badu,
Roger Hodgson,
Main Source,
DJ Style,
Soft Machine,
Charles Mingus,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jeru the Damaja,
Althea and Donna,
R.M.O.,
Tim Buckley,
The Blackbyrds,
Scientists,
Colin Newman,
Soul Sonic Force,
Simply Red,
Amazonics,
Nik Kershaw,
Minny Pops,
Infiniti,
A Certain Ratio,
Unrelated Segments,
Boz Scaggs,
Mandrill,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David Bowie,
Scrapy,
D'Angelo,
Stereo Dub,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Human League,
Black Moon,
EPMD,
the Bar-Kays,
The Selecter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pole,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Wasted Youth,
Byron Stingily,
Eve St. Jones,
Negative Approach,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.