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 Kazakhstan and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Jakarta.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Skatalites to the crunk 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Joensuu 1685,
Morten Harket,
Q and Not U,
Dawn Penn,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Funkadelic,
Eddi Front,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Godley & Creme,
Black Pus,
Alphaville,
Gang Starr,
the Normal,
Pierre Henry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joe Smooth,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Section 25,
Alison Limerick,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
Symarip,
Donald Byrd,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yaz,
The Index,
Blake Baxter,
Black Flag,
Eric B and Rakim,
Popol Vuh,
The Gap Band,
Wings,
Qualms,
The Gories,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bad Manners,
Scan 7,
Mandrill,
Fat Boys,
Kool Moe Dee,
John Cale,
Marshall Jefferson,
Robert Wyatt,
Deadbeat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Evens,
Lungfish,
James White and The Blacks,
Bronski Beat,
Leonard Cohen,
Jeff Mills,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Modern Lovers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.