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 Fiji and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Q and Not U to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Grass Roots. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
John Cale,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Anakelly,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Morten Harket,
Darondo,
Radiohead,
Arcadia,
Flipper,
Ponytail,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nils Olav,
Groovy Waters,
Faraquet,
Arthur Verocai,
Negative Approach,
Sällskapet,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mark Hollis,
The Monks,
AZ,
Fela Kuti,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Sonics,
Pussy Galore,
Byron Stingily,
The Star Department,
Aaron Thompson,
Sam Rivers,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Finger,
Crime,
Ludus,
Amazonics,
Royal Trux,
Ohio Players,
The Mojo Men,
The New Christs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yusef Lateef,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pet Shop Boys,
Das Ding,
Infiniti,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lightning Bolt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
PIL,
The Neon Judgement,
Althea and Donna,
Khruangbin,
Pylon,
China Crisis,
The Monochrome Set,
Nas,
Jacques Brel,
Fad Gadget,
Neu!,
Black Flag,
The Martian,
Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX, Davy DMX.
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.