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 Portugal and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 10cc to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fort Wilson Riot record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
The Invisible,
the Bar-Kays,
Andrew Hill,
Deakin,
the Swans,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Walker Brothers,
Shoche,
The Grass Roots,
Das Ding,
Leonard Cohen,
Simply Red,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Anthony Braxton,
Adolescents,
Hoover,
China Crisis,
The Cowsills,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nirvana,
The American Breed,
Crooked Eye,
Massinfluence,
Prince Buster,
Main Source,
The Beau Brummels,
The Raincoats,
Kurtis Blow,
Half Japanese,
Scientists,
Soulsonic Force,
Derrick May,
Moss Icon,
Slave,
Barbara Tucker,
The Knickerbockers,
Royal Trux,
B.T. Express,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sparks,
Pere Ubu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Robert Wyatt,
Robert Hood,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Infiniti,
Kerrie Biddell,
The New Christs,
Freddie Wadling,
Maurizio,
Kenny Larkin,
Blossom Toes,
Pole,
The Birthday Party,
Supertramp,
Joensuu 1685,
Cybotron,
Peter & Gordon,
The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light, The Angels of Light.
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.