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 Ghana and from Jakarta.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Von Mondo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All Idris Muhammad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Anthony Braxton,
Flipper,
Icehouse,
Soft Machine,
Skaos,
Nik Kershaw,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kaleidoscope,
Underground Resistance,
FM Einheit,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Japan,
David Bowie,
Inner City,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
These Immortal Souls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sister Nancy,
OOIOO,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vainqueur,
Leonard Cohen,
Marine Girls,
Black Bananas,
Eli Mardock,
The Beau Brummels,
Alison Limerick,
Clear Light,
Jandek,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Magazine,
Outsiders,
Patti Smith,
The Dirtbombs,
Television Personalities,
Amon Düül,
Tres Demented,
Ludus,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scott Walker,
The Standells,
Reagan Youth,
The Toasters,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Deakin,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
The Saints,
Scrapy,
CMW,
kango's stein massive,
Monks,
The Red Krayola,
Joensuu 1685,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.