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 Czech Republic and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Doors to the funk 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Jeff Lynne,
Sound Behaviour,
Camouflage,
Infiniti,
The Motions,
Eve St. Jones,
The Red Krayola,
Supertramp,
Peter & Gordon,
Laurel Aitken,
Anakelly,
Marvin Gaye,
Flash Fearless,
Lower 48,
Joe Smooth,
David Bowie,
Severed Heads,
Basic Channel,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Circle Jerks,
Darondo,
Max Romeo,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scan 7,
Cluster,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Q65,
Spoonie Gee,
X-101,
Rotary Connection,
The Fire Engines,
Easy Going,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Dave Gahan,
Livin' Joy,
Sex Pistols,
John Cale,
Judy Mowatt,
Trumans Water,
Danielle Patucci,
Mandrill,
T.S.O.L.,
The Busters,
Rhythm & Sound,
Symarip,
Amazonics,
DJ Style,
The Martian,
R.M.O.,
The Names,
The Mummies,
Ten City,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fear,
The American Breed,
Gastr Del Sol,
JFA,
Moss Icon,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.