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 Cambodia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar 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 Faust to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Pulsallama,
Barry Ungar,
The Misunderstood,
Nik Kershaw,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Human League,
The Mojo Men,
Jeru the Damaja,
Magma,
The Gun Club,
Shuggie Otis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sarah Menescal,
DNA,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Alton Ellis,
Eli Mardock,
Hot Snakes,
Mo-Dettes,
Aloha Tigers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Y Pants,
New York Dolls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
KRS-One,
Mad Mike,
Blancmange,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Freddie Wadling,
10cc,
Ten City,
Radiohead,
Flipper,
Lucky Dragons,
T.S.O.L.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Michelle Simonal,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lungfish,
Brand Nubian,
Anthony Braxton,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lee Hazlewood,
Outsiders,
Matthew Halsall,
The J.B.'s,
Swell Maps,
Sixth Finger,
Avey Tare,
Rufus Thomas,
Johnny Clarke,
The Walker Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
JFA,
The Count Five,
The Techniques,
Jimmy McGriff,
Danielle Patucci,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.