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 Chad and from Woodstock.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare 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 Ronnie Foster to the grunge 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fela Kuti 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
Country Teasers,
Camouflage,
Supertramp,
U.S. Maple,
Theoretical Girls,
Rites of Spring,
Deepchord,
Deadbeat,
8 Eyed Spy,
Popol Vuh,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Peter and Kerry,
F. McDonald,
Grauzone,
The Gap Band,
DNA,
Newcleus,
Lou Christie,
Dead Boys,
David Bowie,
The Busters,
The Golliwogs,
Aural Exciters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Bang On A Can,
Marshall Jefferson,
Minutemen,
The Monks,
Thompson Twins,
Bush Tetras,
Bronski Beat,
Massinfluence,
Letta Mbulu,
Absolute Body Control,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Erasure,
Bootsy Collins,
Sound Behaviour,
Masters at Work,
Danielle Patucci,
Eve St. Jones,
The Five Americans,
Q and Not U,
Marine Girls,
Todd Terry,
the Germs,
Rosa Yemen,
The Martian,
One Last Wish,
Tears for Fears,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jeff Lynne,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
T.S.O.L.,
Ludus,
Make Up,
Swans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.