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 Equatorial Guinea and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Taipei.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Donny Hathaway to the crunk 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Spoonie Gee,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cluster,
Radio Birdman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Barracudas,
Marc Almond,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Pylon,
Barclay James Harvest,
Minutemen,
Ponytail,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rapeman,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
One Last Wish,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Magma,
Sugar Minott,
Sparks,
Eurythmics,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
10cc,
Black Sheep,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Chrome,
Kool Moe Dee,
The American Breed,
Deadbeat,
Bauhaus,
Organ,
Young Marble Giants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Leaves,
Rod Modell,
Joensuu 1685,
Derrick May,
Kas Product,
Reagan Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roxette,
Depeche Mode,
Kurtis Blow,
The Five Americans,
Electric Prunes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Andrew Hill,
Thompson Twins,
Section 25,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scan 7,
New York Dolls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fela Kuti,
Barbara Tucker,
Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy, Eric Dolphy.
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.