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 Antigua and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Icehouse to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Harry Pussy,
Quando Quango,
Angry Samoans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Byrd,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Amazonics,
Intrusion,
Index,
Pylon,
Todd Rundgren,
The Names,
Kerri Chandler,
The Modern Lovers,
Stetsasonic,
Peter and Kerry,
Dead Boys,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Letta Mbulu,
Heaven 17,
Roxy Music,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Smoke,
Soul II Soul,
Make Up,
The Moody Blues,
The Pretty Things,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gories,
Procol Harum,
The Dirtbombs,
Sun City Girls,
This Heat,
Vainqueur,
ABC,
Lakeside,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Standells,
Silicon Teens,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Flamin' Groovies,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Idris Muhammad,
Erykah Badu,
The Monochrome Set,
The Moleskins,
Patti Smith,
New York Dolls,
Eve St. Jones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Flipper,
Malaria!,
Technova,
T. Rex,
Todd Terry,
Al Stewart,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.