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 United States and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 Johannesburg and Shanghai.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Dawn Penn to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Little Man,
Pantytec,
Thompson Twins,
Au Pairs,
Shoche,
The United States of America,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jacob Miller,
Swell Maps,
Black Moon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cameo,
Severed Heads,
The Gories,
Yellowson,
Jeff Mills,
Kayak,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cymande,
Subhumans,
Roger Hodgson,
B.T. Express,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Maurizio,
Charles Mingus,
Trumans Water,
Sonny Sharrock,
Judy Mowatt,
Wally Richardson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ten City,
Saccharine Trust,
The Cowsills,
Mission of Burma,
Goldenarms,
Sound Behaviour,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Seeds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Soft Cell,
Toni Rubio,
Peter & Gordon,
Arthur Verocai,
Mandrill,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aural Exciters,
The Modern Lovers,
Amon Düül II,
Dawn Penn,
Young Marble Giants,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter and Kerry,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Franke,
Rhythm & Sound,
the Sonics,
The Move,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.