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 Mauritius and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Josef K 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slick Rick 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 a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Beau Brummels,
Aloha Tigers,
FM Einheit,
Sun Ra,
Hardrive,
The Offenders,
Johnny Clarke,
Matthew Halsall,
World's Most,
The Toasters,
Alison Limerick,
Rites of Spring,
Gong,
The Pretty Things,
Spoonie Gee,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Warren Ellis,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lower 48,
Jeff Lynne,
Crooked Eye,
The Last Poets,
Motorama,
Radiohead,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bauhaus,
The Slackers,
ABC,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
This Heat,
Kerri Chandler,
The Golliwogs,
The Remains,
Todd Rundgren,
Saccharine Trust,
Magma,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Main Source,
Pharoah Sanders,
Grey Daturas,
Terry Callier,
Ornette Coleman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Velvet Underground,
Man Eating Sloth,
Banda Bassotti,
Anakelly,
Lalann,
The Misunderstood,
Oblivians,
The Smoke,
Aural Exciters,
Dark Day,
Nirvana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Public Enemy,
B.T. Express,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.