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 Kyrgyzstan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 chamberlin 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 Mark Hollis to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Moss Icon,
The Pretty Things,
Mark Hollis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
cv313,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Womack,
Skriet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Tomorrow,
Eric B and Rakim,
Inner City,
The Remains,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultravox,
Fad Gadget,
Rosa Yemen,
Gang Gang Dance,
Nik Kershaw,
The Moleskins,
Motorama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
OOIOO,
The Cure,
B.T. Express,
Byron Stingily,
Jerry's Kids,
Quadrant,
The Toasters,
MDC,
The Gap Band,
Siglo XX,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Essential Logic,
the Swans,
Tres Demented,
Peter and Kerry,
Funky Four + One,
Parry Music,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mad Mike,
Scientists,
Rod Modell,
Los Fastidios,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Q and Not U,
Yusef Lateef,
Suicide,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Alphaville,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Invisible,
Glenn Branca,
LL Cool J,
The J.B.'s,
Aaron Thompson,
Basic Channel,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.