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 Slovakia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lebanon Hanover to the rock 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skriet,
Camouflage,
Terrestrial Tones,
John Cale,
New Age Steppers,
Spandau Ballet,
Parry Music,
Hasil Adkins,
Morten Harket,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Remains,
The Vogues,
The Pop Group,
8 Eyed Spy,
Zero Boys,
Siglo XX,
Groovy Waters,
The Fortunes,
The Dirtbombs,
Unrelated Segments,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Khruangbin,
Lakeside,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ronnie Foster,
The New Christs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Godley & Creme,
The Raincoats,
Vladislav Delay,
Soft Machine,
Animal Collective,
the Normal,
Subhumans,
The Grass Roots,
Massinfluence,
These Immortal Souls,
Arthur Verocai,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
Barry Ungar,
The Velvet Underground,
Au Pairs,
Rakim,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Bananas,
Stockholm Monsters,
Donald Byrd,
Franke,
The Five Americans,
Kayak,
Kurtis Blow,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Neon Judgement,
The Blues Magoos,
Hardrive,
The Beau Brummels,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tubeway Army,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.