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 Vietnam and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Jimmy McGriff to the crunk 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 Procol Harum. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Thompson Twins,
AZ,
Cameo,
Warren Ellis,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Toasters,
Boz Scaggs,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Searchers,
Thee Headcoats,
The Electric Prunes,
the Normal,
Gichy Dan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The United States of America,
Robert Hood,
Electric Prunes,
Matthew Bourne,
Ohio Players,
The Dead C,
Negative Approach,
Josef K,
The Monochrome Set,
Harmonia,
JFA,
Jeff Mills,
Laurel Aitken,
New Age Steppers,
Anthony Braxton,
Siglo XX,
Rakim,
Brothers Johnson,
Minor Threat,
Tres Demented,
Angry Samoans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sam Rivers,
Robert Wyatt,
Marcia Griffiths,
Janne Schatter,
Monolake,
Joe Finger,
Alice Coltrane,
The Cramps,
Popol Vuh,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobby Byrd,
June of 44,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nik Kershaw,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rapeman,
Arcadia,
Unwound,
The Golliwogs,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.