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 Japan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bizarre Inc.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Vladislav Delay,
Slick Rick,
FM Einheit,
Black Moon,
Von Mondo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Toni Rubio,
Fluxion,
The Dirtbombs,
Nas,
The Mummies,
Warren Ellis,
Average White Band,
Roger Hodgson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Grauzone,
Black Bananas,
CMW,
Mr. Review,
Gregory Isaacs,
Marine Girls,
Negative Approach,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Vogues,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Max Romeo,
John Coltrane,
Kerrie Biddell,
Interpol,
The Selecter,
UT,
Neil Young,
T.S.O.L.,
Barbara Tucker,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Black Dice,
Essential Logic,
Supertramp,
X-102,
World's Most,
Soft Cell,
Trumans Water,
Camouflage,
The Sound,
Television Personalities,
Terrestrial Tones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Altered Images,
OOIOO,
Todd Rundgren,
Animal Collective,
Black Sheep,
The Electric Prunes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Roy Ayers,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.