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 Brazil 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Anakelly to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Derrick May,
DJ Sneak,
Popol Vuh,
FM Einheit,
Roxette,
X-Ray Spex,
Boogie Down Productions,
Deakin,
Tubeway Army,
Roger Hodgson,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Arthur Verocai,
Johnny Clarke,
Bill Wells,
Con Funk Shun,
Ash Ra Tempel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Wake,
Michelle Simonal,
James White and The Blacks,
Simply Red,
JFA,
Kayak,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lindisfarne,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sun Ra,
Max Romeo,
Minutemen,
Livin' Joy,
Gang Green,
Sonic Youth,
Babytalk,
Audionom,
New Order,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Raincoats,
Wolf Eyes,
Joensuu 1685,
Bob Dylan,
The Associates,
Quando Quango,
Henry Cow,
Robert Görl,
Unwound,
Kevin Saunderson,
Barry Ungar,
Groovy Waters,
Icehouse,
The Modern Lovers,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Christie,
Moby Grape,
The Leaves,
Danielle Patucci,
Schoolly D,
Neu!,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Black Pus,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Birthday Party,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.