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 Latvia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Moss Icon to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All The Star Department tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Durutti Column record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Sherman,
Gang Starr,
Ossler,
Brass Construction,
Massinfluence,
Chrome,
Roxy Music,
Mary Jane Girls,
Panda Bear,
Aloha Tigers,
The Knickerbockers,
The United States of America,
Aswad,
Hasil Adkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Searchers,
Steve Hackett,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Main Source,
Minor Threat,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Anthony Braxton,
LL Cool J,
Urselle,
The American Breed,
Rekid,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Cell,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Smoke,
Reagan Youth,
Adolescents,
Yellowson,
Animal Collective,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
New Age Steppers,
Arcadia,
Pharoah Sanders,
Janne Schatter,
Negative Approach,
Roxette,
Intrusion,
Television,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Five Americans,
T. Rex,
Television Personalities,
Lou Christie,
Sam Rivers,
Icehouse,
John Cale,
Outsiders,
Jeru the Damaja,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Archie Shepp,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Cowsills,
The Durutti Column,
DJ Style,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.