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 India and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ronan 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Mantronix,
Bill Wells,
Smog,
The Happenings,
Arthur Verocai,
Pussy Galore,
Saccharine Trust,
Idris Muhammad,
Yazoo,
Section 25,
Dark Day,
LL Cool J,
Skriet,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jimmy McGriff,
Todd Terry,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Half Japanese,
Peter and Kerry,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Aural Exciters,
Sonic Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Jeff Lynne,
Flipper,
Crime,
Yusef Lateef,
Intrusion,
Rufus Thomas,
Popol Vuh,
The Toasters,
Bootsy Collins,
The Shadows of Knight,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Walker Brothers,
The Offenders,
Albert Ayler,
Charles Mingus,
These Immortal Souls,
Franke,
Robert Hood,
Fluxion,
Nirvana,
Yellowson,
Moss Icon,
Porter Ricks,
Magma,
Dead Boys,
Amon Düül II,
A Certain Ratio,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Godley & Creme,
Flamin' Groovies,
Funkadelic,
Jacob Miller,
Public Enemy,
Todd Rundgren,
The Zeros,
Sex Pistols,
The Gories,
Kas Product,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.