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 Belgium and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Bobby Sherman to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
The Grass Roots,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Slave,
Joensuu 1685,
Al Stewart,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Trojans,
The Real Kids,
The Young Rascals,
Sandy B,
Shuggie Otis,
The Sonics,
Sight & Sound,
The Residents,
Radio Birdman,
Quadrant,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Buckinghams,
Lebanon Hanover,
Yazoo,
MC5,
Maleditus Sound,
Brass Construction,
Blancmange,
Lou Reed,
Radiohead,
Half Japanese,
The Associates,
Minor Threat,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
World's Most,
Audionom,
Robert Hood,
Laurel Aitken,
Sam Rivers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Interpol,
a-ha,
Suicide,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bad Manners,
Charles Mingus,
Jeru the Damaja,
Youth Brigade,
Rotary Connection,
JFA,
Pagans,
Soft Cell,
Stiv Bators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Althea and Donna,
Mad Mike,
Judy Mowatt,
Leonard Cohen,
X-Ray Spex,
Lower 48,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.