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 Netherlands and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 Edmonton and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Swans to the techno 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Eurythmics,
Bob Dylan,
The Searchers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Black Dice,
Accadde A,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed,
Connie Case,
Bill Wells,
Crash Course in Science,
Slave,
the Human League,
Severed Heads,
The Slackers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Electric Prunes,
Excepter,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Funkadelic,
The Electric Prunes,
Cybotron,
Scott Walker,
UT,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sex Pistols,
Lebanon Hanover,
Delon & Dalcan,
Suburban Knight,
Model 500,
Bobbi Humphrey,
New York Dolls,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dark Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ornette Coleman,
Sixth Finger,
Schoolly D,
Index,
The Trojans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Country Teasers,
Zero Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Suicide,
MDC,
New Age Steppers,
Mission of Burma,
The Selecter,
KRS-One,
Roxy Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Supertramp,
Desert Stars,
Hot Snakes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.