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 Colombia and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Los Fastidios to the disco 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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Newcleus,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
LL Cool J,
Suburban Knight,
Peter & Gordon,
Arab on Radar,
Khruangbin,
Shuggie Otis,
Animal Collective,
DJ Style,
the Association,
Franke,
Aswad,
Cheater Slicks,
Radiohead,
Kas Product,
Metal Thangz,
Todd Rundgren,
Gil Scott Heron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Techniques,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Sound,
Severed Heads,
Scan 7,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The American Breed,
Simply Red,
Drive Like Jehu,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Standells,
EPMD,
The Pop Group,
John Lydon,
Bob Dylan,
The Associates,
The Blackbyrds,
Max Romeo,
Hardrive,
The Mummies,
Crispy Ambulance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Terrestrial Tones,
Television,
Technova,
Grandmaster Flash,
Con Funk Shun,
Gong,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Eden Ahbez,
UT,
Lou Christie,
Joy Division,
The Evens,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kerrie Biddell,
R.M.O.,
Godley & Creme,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.