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 Micronesia and from Accra.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Average White Band to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed,
David Axelrod,
Smog,
Ultravox,
Bush Tetras,
Television Personalities,
Scott Walker,
Jerry's Kids,
Hashim,
Franke,
Silicon Teens,
Barry Ungar,
Joensuu 1685,
Stockholm Monsters,
Electric Prunes,
Ten City,
Model 500,
John Cale,
ABBA,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nirvana,
Q and Not U,
Kaleidoscope,
Bang On A Can,
Urselle,
Camberwell Now,
Aaron Thompson,
The Barracudas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nils Olav,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fort Wilson Riot,
DJ Sneak,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Funkadelic,
Bobby Womack,
Black Flag,
The Cramps,
In Retrospect,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cecil Taylor,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cluster,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Gladiators,
The Selecter,
Essential Logic,
Ituana,
Eric Copeland,
U.S. Maple,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Last Poets,
Young Marble Giants,
Parry Music,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scientists,
Flash Fearless,
Chris & Cosey,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.