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 Jordan and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Soul Sonic Force to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Malaria! 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalo Schifrin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
The Five Americans,
Motorama,
Morten Harket,
Delta 5,
Public Enemy,
The Moody Blues,
Rotary Connection,
Eddi Front,
The Seeds,
Japan,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Throbbing Gristle,
Yusef Lateef,
Wally Richardson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television,
Bob Dylan,
Negative Approach,
Second Layer,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Pop Group,
Mark Hollis,
Khruangbin,
The Pretty Things,
Erasure,
Ossler,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barrington Levy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rapeman,
Ice-T,
The Modern Lovers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Swans,
Juan Atkins,
Scrapy,
Roy Ayers,
Babytalk,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grauzone,
X-101,
Ultra Naté,
Gabor Szabo,
Gang Starr,
Monolake,
Theoretical Girls,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Soulsonic Force,
John Cale,
Tim Buckley,
Radiohead,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fire Engines,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Trojans,
Brothers Johnson,
Lucky Dragons,
Eli Mardock,
New York Dolls,
FM Einheit,
New Order,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.