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 India and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Moby Grape to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Smog,
Soulsonic Force,
Excepter,
Pantaleimon,
The Grass Roots,
Nico,
The Blues Magoos,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ice-T,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Jesper Dahlback,
Flamin' Groovies,
Siglo XX,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
D'Angelo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Spoonie Gee,
The Slits,
Black Moon,
Eric Dolphy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Aural Exciters,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lakeside,
Nas,
Brothers Johnson,
Altered Images,
Sparks,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mo-Dettes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare,
Royal Trux,
Zero Boys,
Section 25,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Holt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kenny Larkin,
Matthew Halsall,
The Fire Engines,
Parry Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Soft Cell,
The Litter,
The Electric Prunes,
Japan,
Television,
Godley & Creme,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Index,
Stockholm Monsters,
X-101,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.