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 Spain and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Johnny Clarke 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 Flamin' Groovies. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arthur Verocai,
Circle Jerks,
Porter Ricks,
Piero Umiliani,
Newcleus,
Bad Manners,
The Monochrome Set,
The Last Poets,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Quantec,
Ash Ra Tempel,
X-Ray Spex,
Inner City,
The Mummies,
Unrelated Segments,
Deepchord,
Jeff Lynne,
World's Most,
Mary Jane Girls,
Harmonia,
Pierre Henry,
PIL,
Aaron Thompson,
Das Ding,
Altered Images,
Zapp,
China Crisis,
Grey Daturas,
The American Breed,
The Angels of Light,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ornette Coleman,
the Germs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scott Walker,
Ludus,
A Certain Ratio,
Bill Near,
Bill Wells,
Funky Four + One,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bronski Beat,
Avey Tare,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Guru Guru,
Wasted Youth,
Tres Demented,
Ultravox,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Swell Maps,
The Cowsills,
Rod Modell,
Los Fastidios,
Stiv Bators,
The Slackers,
Mo-Dettes,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fortunes,
Bush Tetras,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap 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.