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 Nauru and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Searchers to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Residents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
Lower 48,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lungfish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiopuhelimet,
New York Dolls,
New Age Steppers,
Average White Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Camberwell Now,
Robert Wyatt,
The Dave Clark Five,
Crime,
Cecil Taylor,
Harry Pussy,
Dawn Penn,
Lakeside,
Peter and Kerry,
Skarface,
Lucky Dragons,
Hashim,
Gabor Szabo,
Spoonie Gee,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Matthew Bourne,
Ponytail,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Susan Cadogan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Stooges,
Hoover,
H. Thieme,
Josef K,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ultravox,
The Cramps,
Delta 5,
Ken Boothe,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neil Young,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bang On A Can,
Warren Ellis,
Mandrill,
Fugazi,
Newcleus,
Mantronix,
Soft Machine,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Letta Mbulu,
Sparks,
Masters at Work,
Patti Smith,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.