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 Yemen and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 the Normal to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 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 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maleditus Sound,
Robert Hood,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ice-T,
Davy DMX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Pus,
Ronan,
The Fugs,
Nick Fraelich,
The Misunderstood,
The Dead C,
Byron Stingily,
The Litter,
Unrelated Segments,
The Gories,
Khruangbin,
Aural Exciters,
Charles Mingus,
Warren Ellis,
Joensuu 1685,
The Busters,
Kas Product,
Hot Snakes,
Black Bananas,
Ultravox,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Young Rascals,
Ten City,
Basic Channel,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skriet,
Gang of Four,
Neu!,
The Star Department,
Ken Boothe,
Camouflage,
Icehouse,
Robert Wyatt,
Fat Boys,
Grauzone,
Scratch Acid,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Christie,
Eli Mardock,
Skarface,
Shoche,
The Move,
Roxy Music,
Max Romeo,
Ronnie Foster,
Josef K,
Sam Rivers,
Marvin Gaye,
The Victims,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gong,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.