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 Antigua and from Tokyo.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Aural Exciters to the rock 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Sister Nancy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Section 25,
Icehouse,
Absolute Body Control,
Circle Jerks,
Ronnie Foster,
Tim Buckley,
Sonic Youth,
UT,
Skarface,
Black Bananas,
Cheater Slicks,
Franke,
Stereo Dub,
cv313,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Trojans,
Drexciya,
Eddi Front,
Groovy Waters,
Simply Red,
Lucky Dragons,
Pagans,
X-101,
Trumans Water,
Monks,
Unwound,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Dawn Penn,
Television,
The Fortunes,
Alice Coltrane,
Gabor Szabo,
Lou Christie,
Shoche,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neu!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Junior Murvin,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mo-Dettes,
Eric Dolphy,
Roger Hodgson,
Pierre Henry,
Crime,
Stockholm Monsters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Golliwogs,
The Blackbyrds,
China Crisis,
Henry Cow,
Robert Wyatt,
Arthur Verocai,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dorothy Ashby,
Faraquet,
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.