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 Samoa and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry Gold Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Skarface,
The Human League,
PIL,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tommy Roe,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eddi Front,
Silicon Teens,
kango's stein massive,
James White and The Blacks,
Q and Not U,
Half Japanese,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roger Hodgson,
Tears for Fears,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
David Bowie,
Cal Tjader,
Duran Duran,
The Count Five,
Symarip,
Juan Atkins,
Bluetip,
Lalo Schifrin,
Maleditus Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kerrie Biddell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
The Busters,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Germs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Idris Muhammad,
The Vogues,
Slave,
Harmonia,
Leonard Cohen,
Tim Buckley,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gichy Dan,
The Doors,
Barrington Levy,
Iggy Pop,
Zero Boys,
Organ,
Basic Channel,
Al Stewart,
Erykah Badu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ituana,
Neu!,
FM Einheit,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ohio Players,
Joensuu 1685,
Aswad,
Ultimate Spinach,
Graham Central Station,
Brick,
These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls, These Immortal Souls.
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.