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 Burundi 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Avey Tare to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June Days 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Reagan Youth,
Subhumans,
Dennis Brown,
Jeff Lynne,
The Young Rascals,
Kaleidoscope,
Pulsallama,
Mission of Burma,
The Trojans,
Radiohead,
Dual Sessions,
Young Marble Giants,
The Angels of Light,
The United States of America,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fluxion,
Eden Ahbez,
Roger Hodgson,
Patti Smith,
New Age Steppers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Marmalade,
Godley & Creme,
John Cale,
Boz Scaggs,
Thee Headcoats,
Funkadelic,
Massinfluence,
B.T. Express,
Oblivians,
New Order,
Michelle Simonal,
ABBA,
The Cure,
Glambeats Corp.,
Juan Atkins,
Gong,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Pylon,
Erasure,
The Last Poets,
The Dead C,
Dark Day,
Henry Cow,
Electric Prunes,
Robert Görl,
Man Eating Sloth,
MC5,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Smoke,
LL Cool J,
Visage,
The Durutti Column,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Deakin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lucky Dragons,
X-102,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.