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 Nauru and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Spokane and Spokane.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the crunk 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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Richard Hell and the Voidoids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Fania All-Stars,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ornette Coleman,
The Residents,
DJ Sneak,
La Düsseldorf,
Bluetip,
The Dead C,
Kayak,
Yaz,
The Five Americans,
The Invisible,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dark Day,
Rekid,
Neil Young,
Tom Boy,
the Germs,
The Fugs,
The Names,
Amazonics,
Boredoms,
Harmonia,
Yellowson,
Absolute Body Control,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Flamin' Groovies,
Letta Mbulu,
Interpol,
Quadrant,
The Durutti Column,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nas,
Jeff Mills,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Colin Newman,
Loose Ends,
K-Klass,
Graham Central Station,
Dave Gahan,
The Count Five,
Average White Band,
The Misunderstood,
Scientists,
A Certain Ratio,
Angry Samoans,
Negative Approach,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Excepter,
Youth Brigade,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Monks,
Rufus Thomas,
Terry Callier,
Skriet,
Ken Boothe,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rotary Connection,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
DNA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.