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 Tonga and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the theremin 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 John Foxx 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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
The Techniques,
The Human League,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Niagra,
The Fortunes,
Deakin,
Buzzcocks,
Camberwell Now,
Motorama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brass Construction,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yusef Lateef,
Lightning Bolt,
Joy Division,
Second Layer,
Robert Wyatt,
Symarip,
Nirvana,
Zapp,
Youth Brigade,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rod Modell,
Skarface,
Technova,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Flipper,
Pierre Henry,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Inner City,
Eurythmics,
The Gap Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Little Man,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lalann,
Massinfluence,
Flash Fearless,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Godley & Creme,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Negative Approach,
Sugar Minott,
Prince Buster,
Main Source,
This Heat,
the Bar-Kays,
Peter & Gordon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Duran Duran,
The Fuzztones,
Soft Machine,
Juan Atkins,
The Birthday Party,
Scan 7,
Public Enemy,
Fluxion,
Ludus, Ludus, Ludus, Ludus.
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.