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 Ethiopia 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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Todd Terry to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Wasted Youth,
Chris & Cosey,
Technova,
The Dave Clark Five,
Depeche Mode,
The American Breed,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fuzztones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Man Parrish,
Judy Mowatt,
La Düsseldorf,
Eric Dolphy,
Outsiders,
Janne Schatter,
Eden Ahbez,
Darondo,
Ten City,
Blake Baxter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Patti Smith,
Jacques Brel,
UT,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alison Limerick,
R.M.O.,
Icehouse,
ABBA,
Mary Jane Girls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Cheater Slicks,
Susan Cadogan,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pharoah Sanders,
Carl Craig,
Josef K,
Kas Product,
Monolake,
Trumans Water,
Pantytec,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Near,
Saccharine Trust,
Goldenarms,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Invisible,
Niagra,
John Holt,
Robert Wyatt,
Gerry Rafferty,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Byrd,
Reuben Wilson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jerry's Kids,
Excepter,
Tears for Fears,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.