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 Paraguay and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ 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 Peter and Kerry to the grime 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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Reagan Youth,
Scan 7,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jandek,
Derrick Morgan,
Joyce Sims,
Little Man,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Connie Case,
Niagra,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sixth Finger,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Minny Pops,
The Leaves,
Animal Collective,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Kenny Larkin,
Banda Bassotti,
Man Parrish,
John Foxx,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Evens,
Yusef Lateef,
U.S. Maple,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eddi Front,
CMW,
Dual Sessions,
The Associates,
The Gap Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Index,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kool Moe Dee,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rakim,
Silicon Teens,
The Invisible,
Jacques Brel,
Pharoah Sanders,
China Crisis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David Bowie,
Dave Gahan,
Moss Icon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Swans,
Rod Modell,
Barclay James Harvest,
The United States of America,
Aural Exciters,
Funky Four + One,
Prince Buster,
Barbara Tucker,
Make Up,
The Raincoats,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.