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 Brunei and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 Pylon to the disco 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 Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bronski Beat,
Lightning Bolt,
Inner City,
Brass Construction,
Barry Ungar,
Niagra,
Zero Boys,
Minor Threat,
cv313,
Khruangbin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Babytalk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Can,
The Cure,
Soft Cell,
Leonard Cohen,
Blancmange,
Sugar Minott,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Magma,
The Move,
Lou Reed,
Adolescents,
The Count Five,
Newcleus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Howard Jones,
The Pretty Things,
OOIOO,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Television,
Kenny Larkin,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bob Dylan,
Basic Channel,
Gastr Del Sol,
Glambeats Corp.,
Mandrill,
Television Personalities,
Black Pus,
Gabor Szabo,
Malaria!,
Al Stewart,
Tears for Fears,
Minny Pops,
The Monochrome Set,
John Holt,
Bang On A Can,
The Five Americans,
Liliput,
Arab on Radar,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
MDC,
X-Ray Spex,
Faraquet,
K-Klass,
Kurtis Blow,
Hot Snakes,
World's Most,
Anakelly,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.