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 Mozambique and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro 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 Donald Byrd to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Adolescents,
MC5,
The Shadows of Knight,
Icehouse,
Josef K,
Jerry's Kids,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lyres,
Accadde A,
CMW,
The Moody Blues,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monks,
Throbbing Gristle,
John Holt,
Ohio Players,
Sex Pistols,
the Association,
Sun City Girls,
Depeche Mode,
Bang On A Can,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Arcadia,
Kaleidoscope,
Sugar Minott,
Carl Craig,
The Five Americans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kurtis Blow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gichy Dan,
Kas Product,
Erykah Badu,
Magma,
Fad Gadget,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Blues Magoos,
Joyce Sims,
ABC,
Eddi Front,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eli Mardock,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Reuben Wilson,
Stereo Dub,
Bootsy Collins,
Organ,
MDC,
Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Zero Boys,
Alphaville,
the Swans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Hoover,
Lower 48,
Easy Going,
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.