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 Korea South and from New York.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 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 Deakin to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs 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?
Steve Hackett,
The Motions,
Metal Thangz,
Lalann,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bobby Byrd,
The Blackbyrds,
Sun City Girls,
Franke,
Josef K,
Electric Light Orchestra,
R.M.O.,
The Last Poets,
Bauhaus,
Alton Ellis,
Vainqueur,
The Busters,
The Skatalites,
Pantaleimon,
Gang Gang Dance,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Sonics,
Bluetip,
Swell Maps,
Arcadia,
New York Dolls,
Ice-T,
the Association,
Electric Prunes,
Hashim,
Soul Sonic Force,
Moss Icon,
Bill Wells,
Hot Snakes,
the Swans,
Moebius,
JFA,
Skaos,
The Barracudas,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
La Düsseldorf,
The Move,
Warsaw,
Bush Tetras,
The Birthday Party,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Index,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Human League,
Banda Bassotti,
Max Romeo,
Boz Scaggs,
PIL,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Deepchord,
Derrick May,
Dark Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camouflage,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.