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 Togo and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 synthesizer 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 Wally Richardson to the grunge 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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
Organ,
Spoonie Gee,
MDC,
Iggy Pop,
Subhumans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wally Richardson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Model 500,
KRS-One,
Carl Craig,
Easy Going,
Thompson Twins,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Minny Pops,
Kas Product,
Black Bananas,
Index,
Jimmy McGriff,
Radiohead,
Susan Cadogan,
Deadbeat,
The Cure,
The Pop Group,
Janne Schatter,
Bauhaus,
John Holt,
Franke,
Jeff Lynne,
New Order,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Move,
Porter Ricks,
Marcia Griffiths,
June Days,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DNA,
Visage,
Parry Music,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Remains,
Pierre Henry,
Altered Images,
The Buckinghams,
Lalann,
Man Parrish,
Warsaw,
Aloha Tigers,
kango's stein massive,
Gang of Four,
Skarface,
Wings,
The Gladiators,
Cheater Slicks,
Faust,
The Young Rascals,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Leaves,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.