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 Nicaragua and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Rhythm & Sound to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gastr Del Sol. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Niagra,
Laurel Aitken,
Deepchord,
Bobby Womack,
Public Image Ltd.,
UT,
Quadrant,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Magma,
The Misunderstood,
Wasted Youth,
Mission of Burma,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camberwell Now,
One Last Wish,
Los Fastidios,
Popol Vuh,
Gabor Szabo,
Rotary Connection,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Swans,
Robert Görl,
Crispy Ambulance,
Fat Boys,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mars,
Don Cherry,
Pantytec,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alison Limerick,
Scan 7,
LL Cool J,
Connie Case,
The American Breed,
Bizarre Inc.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marine Girls,
Bang On A Can,
Marshall Jefferson,
Trumans Water,
The Martian,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lou Reed,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The United States of America,
Slick Rick,
Hasil Adkins,
Freddie Wadling,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
ABBA,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yusef Lateef,
Maleditus Sound,
Supertramp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.