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 Greece and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Althea and Donna to the jazz 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sad Lovers and Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Youth Brigade,
The Electric Prunes,
Graham Central Station,
Grey Daturas,
The Litter,
John Lydon,
Glenn Branca,
Heaven 17,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fugs,
Nick Fraelich,
Japan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Robert Wyatt,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Agitation Free,
Dark Day,
Young Marble Giants,
Livin' Joy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Scan 7,
Ronan,
The Moleskins,
Sex Pistols,
The Golliwogs,
Alphaville,
Rekid,
Lindisfarne,
Henry Cow,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mark Hollis,
Howard Jones,
Kenny Larkin,
The Mojo Men,
Joensuu 1685,
Au Pairs,
The Last Poets,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Radio Birdman,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sparks,
Skriet,
The Vogues,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sarah Menescal,
Delta 5,
ABC,
Metal Thangz,
Ken Boothe,
Sight & Sound,
Supertramp,
Half Japanese,
Rotary Connection,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Piero Umiliani,
The Happenings,
The Mummies,
Loose Ends,
Gang Starr,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.