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 Vanuatu and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gang of Four to the rock 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
The Skatalites,
Lucky Dragons,
Aural Exciters,
Howard Jones,
The Fortunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marcia Griffiths,
Colin Newman,
10cc,
Whodini,
Peter & Gordon,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Big Daddy Kane,
Hot Snakes,
Groovy Waters,
Infiniti,
Flipper,
Tim Buckley,
Average White Band,
Brass Construction,
Liliput,
Godley & Creme,
Suburban Knight,
Underground Resistance,
Sugar Minott,
T.S.O.L.,
The Litter,
Moss Icon,
Isaac Hayes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Agent Orange,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Real Kids,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Womack,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Style,
DJ Sneak,
The Fall,
Fugazi,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minor Threat,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nas,
Hoover,
Metal Thangz,
Von Mondo,
Flash Fearless,
F. McDonald,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Oblivians,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gladiators,
Shuggie Otis,
Supertramp,
The Pretty Things,
The Five Americans,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.