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 Albania and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rhythm & Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Panda Bear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
L. Decosne,
The Pretty Things,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Standells,
B.T. Express,
The Stooges,
The Durutti Column,
The Barracudas,
Unwound,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Misunderstood,
Icehouse,
Zero Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Minny Pops,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ohio Players,
Average White Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pole,
Boz Scaggs,
Excepter,
Barrington Levy,
June of 44,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moss Icon,
Rod Modell,
Roxy Music,
Quando Quango,
Khruangbin,
Idris Muhammad,
Echospace,
Tomorrow,
Wings,
The Offenders,
Kenny Larkin,
In Retrospect,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Andrew Hill,
Faust,
Japan,
Slick Rick,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nils Olav,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Delta 5,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tears for Fears,
Sarah Menescal,
The Residents,
Funkadelic,
The Walker Brothers,
Nico,
Althea and Donna,
Animal Collective,
Gil Scott Heron,
Maurizio,
Neil Young,
Ten City,
Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub, Stereo Dub.
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.