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 Dominica and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Livin' Joy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rufus Thomas,
The Cowsills,
Scratch Acid,
Godley & Creme,
Lungfish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pantaleimon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Knickerbockers,
Scott Walker,
Stetsasonic,
Henry Cow,
Sonic Youth,
June of 44,
David Bowie,
UT,
The Victims,
Whodini,
The Gladiators,
Jeff Mills,
Zapp,
Cecil Taylor,
The Searchers,
Rites of Spring,
Organ,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
MC5,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sandy B,
La Düsseldorf,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bizarre Inc.,
Qualms,
The Raincoats,
Aswad,
Parry Music,
The Evens,
Chris & Cosey,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Todd Rundgren,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gang of Four,
Basic Channel,
Ponytail,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare,
Procol Harum,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Doors,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Saints,
Television Personalities,
The Dirtbombs,
Banda Bassotti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dual Sessions,
Barry Ungar,
Tomorrow,
New Age Steppers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.