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 Namibia and from Cairo.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Joensuu 1685 to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cal Tjader. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth 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?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Panda Bear,
Siglo XX,
The Moleskins,
Livin' Joy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobby Byrd,
Kaleidoscope,
Derrick Morgan,
Kayak,
Hardrive,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Divine Comedy,
K-Klass,
Soft Machine,
Bill Near,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lakeside,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Hot Snakes,
Joyce Sims,
Organ,
Erasure,
The Sound,
Marmalade,
Terry Callier,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ice-T,
Goldenarms,
Scan 7,
The Music Machine,
Jawbox,
The Shadows of Knight,
Johnny Osbourne,
Spoonie Gee,
the Slits,
Cybotron,
Amazonics,
Reuben Wilson,
The Index,
The Pop Group,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soul II Soul,
Amon Düül,
The Modern Lovers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Magazine,
The Move,
LL Cool J,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Laurel Aitken,
Juan Atkins,
The Count Five,
Black Flag,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aloha Tigers,
Crispian St. Peters,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.