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 Macedonia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Lou Christie,
Cybotron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Man Parrish,
Max Romeo,
Yazoo,
Nirvana,
the Swans,
the Association,
Eli Mardock,
The Slackers,
Bob Dylan,
The Durutti Column,
Jawbox,
The Sonics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
David Axelrod,
Albert Ayler,
Toni Rubio,
In Retrospect,
The Star Department,
John Holt,
The Move,
Swans,
The Leaves,
Tears for Fears,
This Heat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
David McCallum,
MDC,
Brothers Johnson,
Eric Copeland,
Agitation Free,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pere Ubu,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
One Last Wish,
Tim Buckley,
Angry Samoans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pantytec,
Tomorrow,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cheater Slicks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Skatalites,
Sexual Harrassment,
Oblivians,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mandrill,
Sandy B,
Black Bananas,
Ponytail,
Lalann,
Sight & Sound,
Wasted Youth,
Sixth Finger,
Rapeman,
The Invisible,
Camberwell Now,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.