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 Guinea-Bissau and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Ohio Players to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Spandau Ballet,
Lightning Bolt,
The Blues Magoos,
Audionom,
DJ Style,
10cc,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Icehouse,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Man Parrish,
Cameo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rapeman,
The Durutti Column,
The Tremeloes,
The Toasters,
Lyres,
Ludus,
The Trojans,
Schoolly D,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Detroit Cobras,
Crooked Eye,
Urselle,
Danielle Patucci,
Skriet,
Roger Hodgson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pierre Henry,
Gang of Four,
Fugazi,
Television,
Inner City,
Buzzcocks,
Minor Threat,
Drexciya,
The Fortunes,
Slick Rick,
Amon Düül,
Mandrill,
Crash Course in Science,
Ash Ra Tempel,
In Retrospect,
Dawn Penn,
Soulsonic Force,
Tomorrow,
Chrome,
Davy DMX,
Black Sheep,
Tommy Roe,
Alison Limerick,
The Skatalites,
Joensuu 1685,
Clear Light,
Soft Machine,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Surgeon,
Ronan,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.