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 Bolivia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Deakin to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Skaos,
Kenny Larkin,
Supertramp,
Neu!,
Pharoah Sanders,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Minny Pops,
Bush Tetras,
the Association,
The Evens,
The Leaves,
Organ,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Standells,
Marc Almond,
Stockholm Monsters,
Althea and Donna,
Moebius,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ronan,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dawn Penn,
Siglo XX,
Roger Hodgson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deepchord,
MC5,
Kayak,
MDC,
This Heat,
The Doors,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mo-Dettes,
Howard Jones,
FM Einheit,
The Mojo Men,
Amon Düül II,
Country Teasers,
Crime,
Boredoms,
Cecil Taylor,
CMW,
Shoche,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Oneida,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gladiators,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Martian,
Yazoo,
The Real Kids,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Intrusion,
Circle Jerks,
Average White Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Suburban Knight,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Moleskins,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.