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 Cameroon and from Hong Kong.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fela Kuti to the punk 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Kevin Saunderson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sarah Menescal,
Eric Copeland,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bob Dylan,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Dirtbombs,
Rakim,
Pierre Henry,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Reed,
Bad Manners,
Mad Mike,
Archie Shepp,
Trumans Water,
Glenn Branca,
Leonard Cohen,
Stereo Dub,
Oneida,
Yaz,
David Axelrod,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lakeside,
Roxy Music,
CMW,
Delta 5,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Porter Ricks,
The Offenders,
Byron Stingily,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Underground Resistance,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nas,
Audionom,
Siglo XX,
Barbara Tucker,
Pylon,
cv313,
The Detroit Cobras,
New Age Steppers,
Rotary Connection,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gap Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
Peter and Kerry,
Girls At Our Best!,
Can,
Deakin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tommy Roe,
Quantec,
Nick Fraelich,
One Last Wish,
Robert Wyatt,
DJ Sneak,
The Dead C,
The Smoke,
Erasure,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.