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 Maldives and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Buckinghams to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
10cc,
Siglo XX,
The Fugs,
Delon & Dalcan,
JFA,
The Trojans,
Toni Rubio,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Susan Cadogan,
Juan Atkins,
Scion,
The J.B.'s,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kas Product,
Roger Hodgson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
PIL,
Marine Girls,
Cal Tjader,
Massinfluence,
Gang of Four,
Nico,
Black Moon,
The Velvet Underground,
Aural Exciters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sarah Menescal,
Donny Hathaway,
Gong,
Aaron Thompson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pussy Galore,
Rapeman,
Slick Rick,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Glenn Branca,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Popol Vuh,
Cymande,
Oneida,
June of 44,
Jacques Brel,
Lou Reed,
Gang Green,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eddi Front,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mandrill,
48th St. Collective,
Leonard Cohen,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Patti Smith,
Rosa Yemen,
The Sonics,
Moebius,
Brick,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.