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 Seychelles 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soulsonic Force to the rap 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 The Cramps. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sex Pistols record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Frankie Knuckles,
Easy Going,
Severed Heads,
Joensuu 1685,
Fela Kuti,
Ronan,
A Certain Ratio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Cameo,
The Barracudas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Wings,
Vladislav Delay,
Grey Daturas,
The Durutti Column,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Judy Mowatt,
Mark Hollis,
Derrick May,
The Martian,
Matthew Bourne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Symarip,
the Swans,
Scott Walker,
The Fortunes,
Radiohead,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Shuggie Otis,
The Cowsills,
Ludus,
Bad Manners,
Sugar Minott,
Rhythm & Sound,
Spoonie Gee,
The Leaves,
Chrome,
Godley & Creme,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sparks,
Pierre Henry,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eve St. Jones,
Mandrill,
Wasted Youth,
The Busters,
Buzzcocks,
Depeche Mode,
Albert Ayler,
June Days,
DJ Sneak,
Excepter,
Bobby Byrd,
Oneida,
One Last Wish,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.