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 Cuba and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ 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 Suburban Knight to the disco 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Saccharine Trust,
Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Monochrome Set,
The Last Poets,
Inner City,
Harry Pussy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gap Band,
Eli Mardock,
The American Breed,
Popol Vuh,
Bill Wells,
Parry Music,
the Association,
Ossler,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pierre Henry,
Chris Corsano,
Pole,
Tomorrow,
Swans,
Black Bananas,
The Walker Brothers,
The Trojans,
Lakeside,
The Cowsills,
The Electric Prunes,
Underground Resistance,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cymande,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Interpol,
Patti Smith,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Goldenarms,
Intrusion,
New York Dolls,
Country Teasers,
Surgeon,
Oneida,
B.T. Express,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echospace,
Connie Case,
The Standells,
Spandau Ballet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rufus Thomas,
X-101,
Animal Collective,
UT,
Nation of Ulysses,
Morten Harket,
Black Flag,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Saints,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.