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 Chile and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator 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 Lebanon Hanover to the jazz 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Rosa Yemen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Yaz,
Mr. Review,
Moebius,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oblivians,
Lebanon Hanover,
Visage,
Stetsasonic,
Amon Düül,
Warsaw,
Ituana,
These Immortal Souls,
Jacques Brel,
DNA,
the Fania All-Stars,
Hashim,
Neu!,
B.T. Express,
Mad Mike,
The Moleskins,
The Seeds,
The Gladiators,
Dawn Penn,
The Techniques,
Ronnie Foster,
Neil Young,
The Skatalites,
The Cowsills,
Grey Daturas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ken Boothe,
T. Rex,
The Kinks,
Charles Mingus,
Suburban Knight,
Stereo Dub,
Camberwell Now,
Marvin Gaye,
Juan Atkins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soft Cell,
Arab on Radar,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Newcleus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
New Order,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Doobie Brothers,
T.S.O.L.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Todd Terry,
Kaleidoscope,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Germs,
The Grass Roots,
Procol Harum,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.