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 Armenia and from New York.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Intrusion to the punk 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Electric Prunes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hoover,
The Modern Lovers,
Kerri Chandler,
Iggy Pop,
Kayak,
Massinfluence,
The J.B.'s,
X-Ray Spex,
Joy Division,
Lee Hazlewood,
Silicon Teens,
Minutemen,
Reuben Wilson,
Popol Vuh,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Pylon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Quadrant,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Technova,
Q and Not U,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Talk Talk,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang Green,
Underground Resistance,
David Axelrod,
Agent Orange,
The Tremeloes,
Matthew Halsall,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Livin' Joy,
Dawn Penn,
Alton Ellis,
kango's stein massive,
Isaac Hayes,
Hot Snakes,
Albert Ayler,
Todd Rundgren,
Magma,
The Toasters,
Swans,
Ornette Coleman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Flash Fearless,
The Fuzztones,
Shuggie Otis,
Boredoms,
The Martian,
Khruangbin,
Nick Fraelich,
World's Most,
JFA,
Rapeman,
Carl Craig,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Walker Brothers,
The Blues Magoos,
Lakeside,
Kenny Larkin,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.