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 Libya and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Marmalade to the rap 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 Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
Gichy Dan,
The Skatalites,
The Residents,
Boz Scaggs,
Silicon Teens,
Cecil Taylor,
Anakelly,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
ABC,
Saccharine Trust,
Scrapy,
The Barracudas,
Bill Wells,
Wally Richardson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pylon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Aural Exciters,
Gang Starr,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Radiohead,
X-Ray Spex,
Lebanon Hanover,
ABBA,
Maleditus Sound,
Arcadia,
Alice Coltrane,
The Invisible,
Pere Ubu,
The Star Department,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sugar Minott,
Vainqueur,
The Names,
Oneida,
Clear Light,
Rosa Yemen,
Faraquet,
The Tremeloes,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Matthew Bourne,
Eric Copeland,
Laurel Aitken,
Chris & Cosey,
Masters at Work,
Main Source,
Pierre Henry,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Outsiders,
The Cramps,
Nirvana,
Rhythm & Sound,
Little Man,
One Last Wish,
Aaron Thompson,
MDC,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Warren Ellis,
Terry Callier,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.