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 Ivory Coast and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin 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 Qualms to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Black Dice,
The Electric Prunes,
Connie Case,
The Sonics,
Rapeman,
Ronan,
Second Layer,
Cameo,
Leonard Cohen,
New Age Steppers,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Blackbyrds,
Susan Cadogan,
Swell Maps,
New Order,
Procol Harum,
The New Christs,
Reuben Wilson,
Amon Düül,
Sex Pistols,
Rites of Spring,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Smog,
Matthew Bourne,
Adolescents,
Q65,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rakim,
The Walker Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
Todd Rundgren,
Infiniti,
The Moody Blues,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sixth Finger,
DJ Sneak,
Blancmange,
Moss Icon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Suburban Knight,
China Crisis,
Agent Orange,
The Associates,
Black Moon,
The Slits,
Vainqueur,
T.S.O.L.,
Zero Boys,
Arab on Radar,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gil Scott Heron,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Liliput,
Laurel Aitken,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Swans,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.