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 Chad and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Eurythmics to the electroclash 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro 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 linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Todd Rundgren,
Jimmy McGriff,
Marine Girls,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Animal Collective,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pere Ubu,
Nirvana,
Carl Craig,
Black Moon,
Sun City Girls,
Desert Stars,
Pierre Henry,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Flash Fearless,
Magma,
Popol Vuh,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Raincoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobby Womack,
Minnie Riperton,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gerry Rafferty,
Negative Approach,
Stiv Bators,
Stetsasonic,
June of 44,
Fad Gadget,
Kevin Saunderson,
Arab on Radar,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lungfish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Martian,
Pantytec,
Panda Bear,
Rapeman,
Half Japanese,
Public Enemy,
Goldenarms,
Toni Rubio,
X-101,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Maurizio,
The Gladiators,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roy Ayers,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed,
Pole,
Rotary Connection,
Shoche,
Wolf Eyes,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Evens,
Robert Hood,
Soul II Soul,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.