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 Nepal and from Shanghai.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Swell Maps to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Circle Jerks,
Harmonia,
Tommy Roe,
Wolf Eyes,
Young Marble Giants,
Electric Prunes,
Oblivians,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sonics,
Jawbox,
Brothers Johnson,
K-Klass,
Ludus,
Fat Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Amazonics,
The Human League,
Livin' Joy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Connie Case,
EPMD,
The Trojans,
Hasil Adkins,
Brand Nubian,
Camberwell Now,
Depeche Mode,
Smog,
Patti Smith,
Darondo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Porter Ricks,
Pole,
Dual Sessions,
Khruangbin,
Agitation Free,
10cc,
The Smiths,
Delta 5,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Talk Talk,
Agent Orange,
Infiniti,
Dennis Brown,
Maleditus Sound,
Mantronix,
Spandau Ballet,
Subhumans,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Victims,
Jeff Lynne,
the Normal,
Flipper,
Minor Threat,
The Smoke,
Lucky Dragons,
Mary Jane Girls,
ABC,
Henry Cow,
R.M.O.,
Marine Girls,
Kaleidoscope,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.