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 Sudan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar 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 Eurythmics to the rap 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Maleditus Sound,
cv313,
Bobby Womack,
Godley & Creme,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joensuu 1685,
Mission of Burma,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scan 7,
ABBA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Das Ding,
Radiopuhelimet,
Quantec,
The Durutti Column,
The Golliwogs,
Isaac Hayes,
Dead Boys,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Blancmange,
Yaz,
Chris Corsano,
The Shadows of Knight,
Todd Rundgren,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Oblivians,
Kas Product,
The Happenings,
Banda Bassotti,
Masters at Work,
Junior Murvin,
The Mojo Men,
Franke,
Oneida,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cramps,
Bobby Sherman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pole,
Skaos,
Donald Byrd,
Barry Ungar,
The Count Five,
Bluetip,
Rites of Spring,
Scott Walker,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun City Girls,
Panda Bear,
Stetsasonic,
Roy Ayers,
La Düsseldorf,
Neil Young,
Silicon Teens,
Cheater Slicks,
The United States of America,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ohio Players,
Schoolly D,
Shuggie Otis,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.