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 Dominica and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Hasil Adkins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fluxion,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cure,
Liliput,
the Association,
B.T. Express,
Joyce Sims,
The Smiths,
Juan Atkins,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Motorama,
Masters at Work,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Soft Machine,
Intrusion,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pierre Henry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Moon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pulsallama,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Moebius,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
cv313,
Eric B and Rakim,
Nils Olav,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camberwell Now,
X-101,
The Residents,
Dual Sessions,
Hashim,
The Motions,
The Buckinghams,
Rotary Connection,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marvin Gaye,
Roger Hodgson,
Steve Hackett,
The Slits,
Cymande,
New Age Steppers,
The Five Americans,
The Associates,
Malaria!,
Can,
Fatback Band,
Carl Craig,
Scrapy,
Scott Walker,
Wire,
Bronski Beat,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.