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 Namibia and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soul II Soul to the grime 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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Mark Hollis,
Minnie Riperton,
Parry Music,
Flipper,
Banda Bassotti,
Soft Cell,
Lakeside,
Chrome,
Nico,
Marine Girls,
X-102,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jerry's Kids,
KRS-One,
Ultravox,
Unwound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Womack,
Yaz,
Von Mondo,
Mad Mike,
Nas,
Sound Behaviour,
Kas Product,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Johnny Clarke,
Ohio Players,
The Gun Club,
Little Man,
Joensuu 1685,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stetsasonic,
10cc,
Desert Stars,
Moss Icon,
Hasil Adkins,
Crime,
Yellowson,
Kayak,
Index,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Amon Düül,
Faust,
Kerri Chandler,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Byrd,
Bootsy Collins,
Theoretical Girls,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Absolute Body Control,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Steve Hackett,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Standells,
Audionom,
Goldenarms,
R.M.O.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.