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 Poland and from Halifax.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Moleskins to the rap 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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pussy Galore 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Pere Ubu,
Television,
Peter and Kerry,
Prince Buster,
Excepter,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Motions,
Anakelly,
Robert Wyatt,
Deadbeat,
Groovy Waters,
Skarface,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jacob Miller,
Slick Rick,
Faraquet,
Isaac Hayes,
Lakeside,
Crash Course in Science,
Toni Rubio,
Wasted Youth,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Fela Kuti,
Funkadelic,
Sister Nancy,
John Coltrane,
Juan Atkins,
Black Sheep,
X-101,
The Fire Engines,
Model 500,
The Dead C,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gong,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Davy DMX,
Rapeman,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cameo,
David Axelrod,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roxette,
Susan Cadogan,
Marine Girls,
Oblivians,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sixth Finger,
Guru Guru,
T.S.O.L.,
Archie Shepp,
Panda Bear,
Babytalk,
Pharoah Sanders,
Hot Snakes,
Alton Ellis,
Ice-T,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.