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 Jordan 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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Radiohead to the disco 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barclay James Harvest record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Eric Dolphy,
The Moleskins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Spoonie Gee,
Radiohead,
the Swans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
10cc,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Liliput,
DJ Style,
Tim Buckley,
Zero Boys,
Make Up,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Arab on Radar,
Peter & Gordon,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Tremeloes,
The Human League,
Scrapy,
Robert Görl,
Niagra,
Minnie Riperton,
John Coltrane,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soulsonic Force,
Hoover,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Second Layer,
Fugazi,
Isaac Hayes,
Bob Dylan,
Judy Mowatt,
Delta 5,
Scratch Acid,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joensuu 1685,
David Bowie,
Ten City,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mission of Burma,
The Offenders,
Nirvana,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Robert Hood,
Masters at Work,
Young Marble Giants,
Dorothy Ashby,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Arthur Verocai,
Fat Boys,
The Real Kids,
Dark Day,
Jeru the Damaja,
Banda Bassotti,
Circle Jerks,
Lindisfarne,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.