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 Bahrain and from Cairo.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Drexciya to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sandy B,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minny Pops,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bill Wells,
Lucky Dragons,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Loose Ends,
John Holt,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lindisfarne,
Marvin Gaye,
Camouflage,
Jimmy McGriff,
John Foxx,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Flag,
Basic Channel,
Judy Mowatt,
EPMD,
Flipper,
Skaos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vladislav Delay,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arcadia,
Franke,
Drexciya,
Kayak,
Roy Ayers,
T. Rex,
Janne Schatter,
Jesper Dahlback,
UT,
Tommy Roe,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lyres,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sugar Minott,
Brass Construction,
Theoretical Girls,
Audionom,
Angry Samoans,
Marmalade,
Deepchord,
Ponytail,
Hasil Adkins,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pharoah Sanders,
Funky Four + One,
Quadrant,
Wasted Youth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Five Americans,
Minutemen,
David Bowie,
Clear Light,
ABC,
Ice-T,
The Human League, The Human League, The Human League, The Human League.
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.