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 Sweden and from Houston.
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 Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Magazine to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Black Bananas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
The Stooges,
MC5,
Bang On A Can,
Tim Buckley,
Whodini,
Newcleus,
Flash Fearless,
Main Source,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Sound,
Youth Brigade,
Michelle Simonal,
Judy Mowatt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nils Olav,
Byron Stingily,
JFA,
Shoche,
Ossler,
John Cale,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Make Up,
the Soft Cell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rod Modell,
Alison Limerick,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Görl,
Bill Near,
Procol Harum,
Drexciya,
Gang Green,
Josef K,
Warren Ellis,
The Red Krayola,
Underground Resistance,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Martian,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Move,
Avey Tare,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Idris Muhammad,
Rosa Yemen,
Interpol,
Lalann,
The Count Five,
The Moleskins,
The Associates,
Nas,
Gang Gang Dance,
Skarface,
Little Man,
Iggy Pop,
EPMD,
Rapeman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ice-T,
Qualms,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.