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 China and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 David McCallum to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 8 Eyed Spy. All the underground hits.
All Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Sixth Finger,
Aloha Tigers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Iggy Pop,
Japan,
FM Einheit,
La Düsseldorf,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Marmalade,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cheater Slicks,
Gichy Dan,
the Slits,
Cameo,
Laurel Aitken,
Tears for Fears,
the Swans,
Sam Rivers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tres Demented,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terry Callier,
Stetsasonic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Albert Ayler,
Zero Boys,
Erasure,
MDC,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Livin' Joy,
Sound Behaviour,
Lightning Bolt,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bootsy Collins,
Motorama,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Halsall,
Susan Cadogan,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Magma,
The Neon Judgement,
Absolute Body Control,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Barracudas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Association,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Names,
Kayak,
Donny Hathaway,
The Black Dice,
The Trojans,
Bobby Womack,
The Raincoats,
Graham Central Station,
Marc Almond,
Groovy Waters,
Slick Rick,
Rapeman,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.