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 Belize and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron 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 Joe Smooth to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Move,
Amazonics,
The Raincoats,
Quando Quango,
Cybotron,
Kas Product,
OOIOO,
Tim Buckley,
Joensuu 1685,
Girls At Our Best!,
Hot Snakes,
Ken Boothe,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Derrick Morgan,
David Axelrod,
The Young Rascals,
PIL,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Connie Case,
Delta 5,
Minor Threat,
The Invisible,
Echospace,
Pagans,
Joyce Sims,
Danielle Patucci,
Tommy Roe,
kango's stein massive,
Banda Bassotti,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gang Gang Dance,
Saccharine Trust,
Aaron Thompson,
Isaac Hayes,
Mission of Burma,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scott Walker,
The Pretty Things,
Lower 48,
Panda Bear,
Sparks,
The Fortunes,
Lightning Bolt,
Bush Tetras,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Robert Hood,
Slick Rick,
X-102,
ABC,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Chrome,
Wire,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Henry Cow,
Sun Ra,
Michelle Simonal,
The Blues Magoos,
Crispy Ambulance,
Yazoo,
The Martian,
Black Pus,
The Dave Clark Five,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.