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 Spain and from Lyon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar 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 Darondo to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
DJ Sneak,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Foxx,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Intrusion,
Little Man,
cv313,
Youth Brigade,
The Fugs,
Negative Approach,
Eli Mardock,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Severed Heads,
Chrome,
Anakelly,
The Pop Group,
Minor Threat,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Basic Channel,
Marc Almond,
Bronski Beat,
Lyres,
Mission of Burma,
The Red Krayola,
Scott Walker,
The Busters,
X-102,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Golliwogs,
Cecil Taylor,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Newcleus,
Subhumans,
Kayak,
Skarface,
The Gories,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Das Ding,
Slick Rick,
Amazonics,
Lower 48,
Index,
Fat Boys,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hoover,
The Beau Brummels,
Scrapy,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marmalade,
Althea and Donna,
Freddie Wadling,
Rakim,
Absolute Body Control,
Minny Pops,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Bar-Kays,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Sound,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.