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 Pakistan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gories,
Lakeside,
Kenny Larkin,
Roy Ayers,
Marine Girls,
Los Fastidios,
Animal Collective,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pulsallama,
Barclay James Harvest,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Robert Hood,
Essential Logic,
Bobby Byrd,
David Bowie,
Aloha Tigers,
Dead Boys,
Swans,
The Black Dice,
Jacques Brel,
Dorothy Ashby,
Das Ding,
The Buckinghams,
Lalann,
Slick Rick,
Susan Cadogan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Y Pants,
Vainqueur,
Pylon,
the Soft Cell,
Sonic Youth,
Black Moon,
Monks,
One Last Wish,
Agitation Free,
Swell Maps,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wings,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Saints,
Erykah Badu,
Gabor Szabo,
The Angels of Light,
Blake Baxter,
Roxy Music,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Slave,
Oneida,
Kayak,
Country Teasers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Monolake,
Flash Fearless,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Slits,
Quantec,
Alison Limerick,
Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson, Yellowson.
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.