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 Burkina and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
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 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 Janne Schatter to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Black Moon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Albert Ayler,
Eurythmics,
Hardrive,
Ken Boothe,
Wally Richardson,
Davy DMX,
Bad Manners,
Sugar Minott,
Stockholm Monsters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bill Near,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Public Enemy,
Wire,
Tim Buckley,
Banda Bassotti,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ten City,
Joy Division,
the Human League,
Skriet,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Young Marble Giants,
Easy Going,
Prince Buster,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mandrill,
Theoretical Girls,
Japan,
Anakelly,
Black Moon,
B.T. Express,
Black Flag,
Chrome,
Sister Nancy,
The Count Five,
Yellowson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flash Fearless,
Schoolly D,
The Invisible,
Charles Mingus,
Boogie Down Productions,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Oneida,
Kurtis Blow,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Walker Brothers,
Alice Coltrane,
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Style,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.