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 Bulgaria and from Delhi.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare 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 Technova to the jazz 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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith 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?
Hashim,
Zero Boys,
Smog,
Little Man,
The Modern Lovers,
Nils Olav,
OOIOO,
Massinfluence,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Electric Prunes,
Arthur Verocai,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
JFA,
Magazine,
Byron Stingily,
Cluster,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Invisible,
Gabor Szabo,
Altered Images,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Quadrant,
The Zeros,
Moebius,
Barbara Tucker,
Outsiders,
Soul Sonic Force,
Duran Duran,
Matthew Bourne,
Aural Exciters,
Rekid,
Marc Almond,
Spandau Ballet,
Lindisfarne,
Tim Buckley,
The Gories,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Country Teasers,
Maurizio,
Radiopuhelimet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Knickerbockers,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funkadelic,
Sam Rivers,
Silicon Teens,
Isaac Hayes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Severed Heads,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Womack,
Motorama,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sonny Sharrock,
The New Christs,
The Neon Judgement,
Kenny Larkin,
Eyeless In Gaza,
David McCallum,
Terrestrial Tones,
Niagra,
The Music Machine,
Chrome,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.