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 Kyrgyzstan and from Tehran.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lower 48 to the rock 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 The Martian. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arab on Radar record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wings,
Idris Muhammad,
Reagan Youth,
New York Dolls,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Lydon,
New Age Steppers,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Foxx,
Jacob Miller,
Ronan,
Kaleidoscope,
Terry Callier,
Hashim,
Mantronix,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Stooges,
Michelle Simonal,
Quando Quango,
Jacques Brel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joey Negro,
Agent Orange,
Radiohead,
The Beau Brummels,
The Grass Roots,
Maleditus Sound,
Symarip,
Graham Central Station,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Sheep,
Jeff Mills,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Velvet Underground,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Arcadia,
Tubeway Army,
Ten City,
Cybotron,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
June of 44,
Chris Corsano,
Theoretical Girls,
Todd Rundgren,
Magazine,
Lindisfarne,
Au Pairs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Mummies,
CMW,
Eric Copeland,
The Leaves,
Avey Tare,
Basic Channel,
Hasil Adkins,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Five Americans,
The Gories,
Crispy Ambulance,
Section 25,
Joyce Sims,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.