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 Eritrea and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Fat Boys to the punk 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gabor Szabo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
The Gun Club,
Loose Ends,
Infiniti,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ponytail,
Roxette,
Tommy Roe,
The New Christs,
The Modern Lovers,
Boredoms,
Kerri Chandler,
Blancmange,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Model 500,
Steve Hackett,
The Raincoats,
Babytalk,
Lalann,
Audionom,
Gang of Four,
Spandau Ballet,
Bob Dylan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
X-102,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Q and Not U,
DJ Style,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eden Ahbez,
The Fire Engines,
Donny Hathaway,
Piero Umiliani,
Leonard Cohen,
Heaven 17,
Magma,
Lindisfarne,
The Pop Group,
David McCallum,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Alarm Clocks,
Aswad,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Fuzztones,
The J.B.'s,
The Gories,
Fugazi,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Sonics,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Quando Quango,
Gichy Dan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Monks,
Pussy Galore,
Danielle Patucci,
One Last Wish,
The Barracudas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pole,
Deadbeat,
Joe Finger,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.