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 Philippines and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Metal Thangz to the grunge 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The American Breed,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Franke,
The Durutti Column,
Eric Copeland,
Eden Ahbez,
H. Thieme,
World's Most,
Monolake,
Goldenarms,
R.M.O.,
Crooked Eye,
Arab on Radar,
Grandmaster Flash,
Outsiders,
Marvin Gaye,
Steve Hackett,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
This Heat,
The New Christs,
Bluetip,
Radiohead,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fela Kuti,
Pere Ubu,
Archie Shepp,
AZ,
Scott Walker,
The Real Kids,
Marmalade,
KRS-One,
DJ Sneak,
Tres Demented,
Altered Images,
Dennis Brown,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Essential Logic,
Sex Pistols,
Neil Young,
Au Pairs,
X-102,
Deakin,
The Grass Roots,
Moebius,
Fluxion,
The Moody Blues,
Sexual Harrassment,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
MC5,
Main Source,
Roy Ayers,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lightning Bolt,
Zero Boys,
Robert Hood,
Oblivians,
Gang Green,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.