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 Chad and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 It's A Beautiful Day to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Funky Four + One,
The Buckinghams,
Vladislav Delay,
The Shadows of Knight,
Chris Corsano,
New Age Steppers,
Mission of Burma,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Liliput,
Subhumans,
Alice Coltrane,
Fugazi,
the Sonics,
The Evens,
Johnny Clarke,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jeff Mills,
Lungfish,
The Real Kids,
Can,
Sandy B,
Eden Ahbez,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Kinks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dennis Brown,
FM Einheit,
Khruangbin,
Bootsy Collins,
Youth Brigade,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Television Personalities,
Brand Nubian,
Crispy Ambulance,
Neil Young,
David Axelrod,
Judy Mowatt,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Golliwogs,
One Last Wish,
10cc,
Donald Byrd,
LL Cool J,
Scan 7,
Andrew Hill,
The Flesh Eaters,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Danielle Patucci,
Eve St. Jones,
Cluster,
Deakin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Piero Umiliani,
Soft Machine,
Saccharine Trust,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kayak,
Jandek,
Infiniti,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.