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 Comoros and from London.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South 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 The Monochrome Set to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Motions. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerri Chandler,
Black Bananas,
Josef K,
Absolute Body Control,
Index,
Joy Division,
The Seeds,
The Toasters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Doors,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Y Pants,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Black Moon,
Todd Terry,
Jacob Miller,
The Beau Brummels,
Warsaw,
The Divine Comedy,
Amon Düül II,
The Gories,
Connie Case,
The Mojo Men,
Schoolly D,
Black Sheep,
Icehouse,
It's A Beautiful Day,
This Heat,
Easy Going,
Robert Görl,
Monolake,
Jandek,
Anakelly,
Spandau Ballet,
Zero Boys,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sam Rivers,
Scion,
Pole,
World's Most,
Jeru the Damaja,
Idris Muhammad,
The Dirtbombs,
KRS-One,
Fat Boys,
Shoche,
Drexciya,
Aaron Thompson,
Niagra,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Starr,
Black Pus,
Altered Images,
Scrapy,
DJ Style,
Accadde A,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.