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 Bahrain and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Roxy Music,
Matthew Bourne,
Minnie Riperton,
Zero Boys,
Connie Case,
The Buckinghams,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Echospace,
the Bar-Kays,
Ituana,
Main Source,
Shuggie Otis,
The Grass Roots,
The Fire Engines,
In Retrospect,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Liliput,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Byron Stingily,
Letta Mbulu,
Yazoo,
T. Rex,
The Cure,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joy Division,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chris Corsano,
Oneida,
Cal Tjader,
Donny Hathaway,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pere Ubu,
The Star Department,
Hardrive,
Al Stewart,
Hashim,
World's Most,
Marcia Griffiths,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minny Pops,
Prince Buster,
Rosa Yemen,
Section 25,
Brick,
the Germs,
Moebius,
Agitation Free,
the Fania All-Stars,
Royal Trux,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Underground Resistance,
Swell Maps,
Make Up,
Morten Harket,
Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio, Gian Franco Pienzio.
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.