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 Algeria and from Madrid.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Spoonie Gee to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Funkadelic,
KRS-One,
Ronnie Foster,
Popol Vuh,
Trumans Water,
Scion,
Mr. Review,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Howard Jones,
The Raincoats,
Skriet,
Interpol,
MDC,
The Stooges,
Davy DMX,
Black Pus,
The Grass Roots,
Wolf Eyes,
Rosa Yemen,
Simply Red,
The Skatalites,
Moebius,
Aaron Thompson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Todd Rundgren,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Misunderstood,
The Move,
Clear Light,
Chris & Cosey,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Malaria!,
Yazoo,
Monolake,
Rapeman,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scientists,
The Gap Band,
X-102,
Essential Logic,
Joe Smooth,
Colin Newman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Derrick Morgan,
Echospace,
Pagans,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Sonics,
Absolute Body Control,
Avey Tare,
E-Dancer,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Circle Jerks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Glenn Branca,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Byrd,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kayak,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
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.