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 Sweden and from Tehran.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 güiro 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 X-102 to the jazz 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
John Holt,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barclay James Harvest,
Eve St. Jones,
Al Stewart,
Icehouse,
Jacques Brel,
Chris Corsano,
Television,
Howard Jones,
Aloha Tigers,
Mr. Review,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brass Construction,
The Associates,
Derrick May,
Porter Ricks,
X-101,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Cowsills,
Henry Cow,
Byron Stingily,
Metal Thangz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Peter and Kerry,
The Litter,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quantec,
ABBA,
Black Moon,
kango's stein massive,
Curtis Mayfield,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacob Miller,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Thompson Twins,
B.T. Express,
Tim Buckley,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Robert Hood,
The Fall,
The Monochrome Set,
The Invisible,
Technova,
Popol Vuh,
Essential Logic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Talk Talk,
Ice-T,
Guru Guru,
Donald Byrd,
Subhumans,
Johnny Clarke,
The Move,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.