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 Malta and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Michael McDonald 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin 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 oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Moebius,
Cheater Slicks,
Ice-T,
Bauhaus,
Junior Murvin,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Kerri Chandler,
Circle Jerks,
Grey Daturas,
Model 500,
Qualms,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kevin Saunderson,
Avey Tare,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Prince Buster,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Barrington Levy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Charles Mingus,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neu!,
Pagans,
The Gap Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kayak,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Morten Harket,
The Five Americans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
One Last Wish,
DJ Sneak,
Camberwell Now,
Sarah Menescal,
The Saints,
Juan Atkins,
Sam Rivers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Darondo,
Nick Fraelich,
K-Klass,
Hot Snakes,
The Detroit Cobras,
Letta Mbulu,
Livin' Joy,
Guru Guru,
Sex Pistols,
Bang On A Can,
Adolescents,
Basic Channel,
Fad Gadget,
Eve St. Jones,
Dead Boys,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.