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 Austria and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Fugs to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smoke,
Grey Daturas,
Pierre Henry,
Skaos,
K-Klass,
Yazoo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kurtis Blow,
Fela Kuti,
The Associates,
The J.B.'s,
Marmalade,
Maleditus Sound,
Lungfish,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Zero Boys,
The Smiths,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fire Engines,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kenny Larkin,
Scan 7,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Skatalites,
Camberwell Now,
The Vogues,
Zapp,
Mad Mike,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soul Sonic Force,
Babytalk,
Quando Quango,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lyres,
Dark Day,
Hot Snakes,
Rotary Connection,
Scientists,
OOIOO,
Procol Harum,
Swans,
The Slits,
EPMD,
The Buckinghams,
Thee Headcoats,
Jacob Miller,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alison Limerick,
Sun City Girls,
Livin' Joy,
Crispy Ambulance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Freddie Wadling,
Janne Schatter,
Massinfluence,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental 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.