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 Macedonia and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron 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 Guru Guru to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Procol Harum,
Electric Prunes,
Leonard Cohen,
The Stooges,
Marc Almond,
Young Marble Giants,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Motions,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
a-ha,
Davy DMX,
Barbara Tucker,
Eli Mardock,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Adolescents,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Isaac Hayes,
The Misunderstood,
Thompson Twins,
Intrusion,
Barry Ungar,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Matthew Bourne,
Funkadelic,
The Knickerbockers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tubeway Army,
Stereo Dub,
Patti Smith,
Al Stewart,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Cowsills,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Searchers,
Monks,
Todd Terry,
Quando Quango,
Saccharine Trust,
The Velvet Underground,
La Düsseldorf,
Television,
Prince Buster,
Popol Vuh,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Pretty Things,
B.T. Express,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tropical Tobacco,
Hashim,
The Busters,
Robert Hood,
Kas Product,
Fugazi,
Nils Olav,
The Dead C,
Pulsallama,
Quantec,
Chris & Cosey,
Index, Index, Index, Index.
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.