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 Belgium and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Althea and Donna to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Outsiders,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sight & Sound,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Moss Icon,
Magazine,
Eric Copeland,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Massinfluence,
Mary Jane Girls,
Angry Samoans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sister Nancy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tubeway Army,
Prince Buster,
The Raincoats,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Aaron Thompson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crispian St. Peters,
Little Man,
Robert Wyatt,
Pagans,
Man Parrish,
Laurel Aitken,
The Barracudas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Foxx,
The Index,
Basic Channel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Bar-Kays,
Camouflage,
Reagan Youth,
Isaac Hayes,
Scion,
Tres Demented,
Agitation Free,
UT,
Roxette,
Cheater Slicks,
The Count Five,
Easy Going,
Make Up,
Masters at Work,
Albert Ayler,
Junior Murvin,
Metal Thangz,
John Lydon,
CMW,
Alphaville,
The Dave Clark Five,
David McCallum,
Lungfish,
Sonic Youth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.