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 Iraq and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 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 Jacques Brel to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
The Walker Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Swell Maps,
The Leaves,
The Doors,
Harmonia,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deakin,
Scrapy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Essential Logic,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Dirtbombs,
B.T. Express,
Public Enemy,
Crime,
Robert Wyatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Techniques,
Sixth Finger,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Martian,
The Flesh Eaters,
The J.B.'s,
Peter & Gordon,
Roxy Music,
The Fire Engines,
Godley & Creme,
Lee Hazlewood,
Roy Ayers,
ABC,
June Days,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Tubeway Army,
Agent Orange,
kango's stein massive,
Tres Demented,
London Community Gospel Choir,
John Lydon,
Groovy Waters,
Henry Cow,
Fatback Band,
Gregory Isaacs,
Junior Murvin,
Gabor Szabo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Black Sheep,
The Cowsills,
Banda Bassotti,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Last Poets,
Tomorrow,
Eden Ahbez,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sparks,
Prince Buster,
Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks, Buzzcocks.
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.