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 Poland and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Zapp 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
World's Most,
The Moleskins,
One Last Wish,
Man Eating Sloth,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Fuzztones,
Hardrive,
The Count Five,
Japan,
New Age Steppers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Sherman,
Grauzone,
Underground Resistance,
Lower 48,
The Fire Engines,
The Searchers,
Arthur Verocai,
ABBA,
Lee Hazlewood,
Urselle,
Fluxion,
Derrick Morgan,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lalo Schifrin,
DNA,
Deakin,
FM Einheit,
Lakeside,
Theoretical Girls,
The Litter,
Jerry's Kids,
Make Up,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Bananas,
Funky Four + One,
Nirvana,
OOIOO,
Alice Coltrane,
The Stooges,
The Walker Brothers,
Zero Boys,
Sam Rivers,
Boredoms,
Metal Thangz,
The Grass Roots,
Sarah Menescal,
Susan Cadogan,
Althea and Donna,
Aswad,
Rod Modell,
Roger Hodgson,
Faust,
Los Fastidios,
Jacob Miller,
The Sonics,
Can,
Anthony Braxton,
Duran Duran,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.