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 Slovenia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Roy Ayers to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Sound,
Yusef Lateef,
June Days,
The Smoke,
Altered Images,
Bush Tetras,
UT,
Yellowson,
Gabor Szabo,
Neil Young,
Juan Atkins,
Soul Sonic Force,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Invisible,
Kaleidoscope,
Public Image Ltd.,
T. Rex,
Radio Birdman,
Thee Headcoats,
Morten Harket,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rekid,
The Seeds,
Terrestrial Tones,
Jacob Miller,
Derrick Morgan,
L. Decosne,
The Beau Brummels,
Alton Ellis,
The Walker Brothers,
Flipper,
AZ,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Gun Club,
Frankie Knuckles,
JFA,
Steve Hackett,
Warren Ellis,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marvin Gaye,
Alphaville,
Tubeway Army,
The Star Department,
The United States of America,
Mark Hollis,
Trumans Water,
Sexual Harrassment,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lakeside,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Associates,
Stereo Dub,
Smog,
The Tremeloes,
Icehouse,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sight & Sound,
Sun Ra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.