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 Poland and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Wings to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Michelle Simonal,
Loose Ends,
Leonard Cohen,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
D'Angelo,
Fat Boys,
Lyres,
Slick Rick,
Bad Manners,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Liliput,
David Axelrod,
K-Klass,
Brothers Johnson,
Symarip,
Q65,
Bootsy Collins,
The Zeros,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
T.S.O.L.,
Bob Dylan,
Hot Snakes,
Accadde A,
Boogie Down Productions,
Alice Coltrane,
Idris Muhammad,
Girls At Our Best!,
Minor Threat,
the Swans,
Kaleidoscope,
the Germs,
Cymande,
Scrapy,
the Association,
June Days,
Terry Callier,
Yazoo,
Swell Maps,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Interpol,
Saccharine Trust,
The Trojans,
Godley & Creme,
Altered Images,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rod Modell,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Moon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Electric Prunes,
Scion,
David Bowie,
Negative Approach,
In Retrospect,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.