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 Austria 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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Misunderstood to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Robert Wyatt. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Livin' Joy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ponytail,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sandy B,
Average White Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Unrelated Segments,
Tomorrow,
Basic Channel,
The Blues Magoos,
Marine Girls,
Pantytec,
Drexciya,
Skriet,
The Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Absolute Body Control,
Maleditus Sound,
Scratch Acid,
Faraquet,
Black Pus,
Nico,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joensuu 1685,
Minor Threat,
The Happenings,
Minnie Riperton,
Sexual Harrassment,
Donald Byrd,
Henry Cow,
The Buckinghams,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Boz Scaggs,
The Fugs,
the Bar-Kays,
Pere Ubu,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Raincoats,
Godley & Creme,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Al Stewart,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wolf Eyes,
Pulsallama,
The Moleskins,
The United States of America,
Liliput,
Zero Boys,
Soft Cell,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Amon Düül II,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Wire,
R.M.O.,
Skarface,
Ken Boothe,
The Techniques,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Delon & Dalcan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
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.