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 Samoa and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 clarinet 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Lee Hazlewood,
Swell Maps,
Cybotron,
Desert Stars,
Gabor Szabo,
Prince Buster,
The Happenings,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Darondo,
Slave,
Joe Smooth,
Man Parrish,
Pylon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eve St. Jones,
The Blackbyrds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sight & Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bang On A Can,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kayak,
Dave Gahan,
The Birthday Party,
Connie Case,
Symarip,
Delon & Dalcan,
Soul II Soul,
Crash Course in Science,
Circle Jerks,
Quando Quango,
LL Cool J,
Babytalk,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Panda Bear,
In Retrospect,
Brick,
The Five Americans,
Hardrive,
CMW,
Altered Images,
Au Pairs,
Lungfish,
Y Pants,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pharoah Sanders,
Todd Rundgren,
Radiopuhelimet,
Robert Görl,
John Coltrane,
Nas,
Accadde A,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Unwound,
Sonny Sharrock,
Crime,
The Neon Judgement,
AZ,
Funky Four + One,
David McCallum,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.