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 Czech Republic and from Jakarta.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Ponytail 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brothers Johnson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Niagra,
Procol Harum,
Boredoms,
Underground Resistance,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Toasters,
Roy Ayers,
Nico,
The Blackbyrds,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Blossom Toes,
Au Pairs,
X-Ray Spex,
the Sonics,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tom Boy,
Gong,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Monolake,
Livin' Joy,
Rites of Spring,
Pantaleimon,
Average White Band,
Tres Demented,
Todd Terry,
Nation of Ulysses,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Wake,
cv313,
Anthony Braxton,
New Age Steppers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Faraquet,
Sparks,
Rapeman,
Eric Dolphy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Negative Approach,
Piero Umiliani,
The Five Americans,
Spoonie Gee,
Minor Threat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mars,
Tim Buckley,
Metal Thangz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Cowsills,
Alphaville,
The Standells,
Minutemen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Index,
The Grass Roots,
Desert Stars,
Duran Duran,
Jandek,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.