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 Mauritius and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Donald Fagen 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tears for Fears record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
One Last Wish,
The Last Poets,
Pierre Henry,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fugazi,
Jandek,
Von Mondo,
The Offenders,
La Düsseldorf,
Duran Duran,
Dawn Penn,
Marine Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Moon,
Freddie Wadling,
David McCallum,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
X-102,
The Victims,
MDC,
Bill Near,
The Doobie Brothers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jawbox,
Delta 5,
Letta Mbulu,
The Sound,
The Five Americans,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tomorrow,
Anthony Braxton,
Lindisfarne,
John Coltrane,
Boredoms,
Sight & Sound,
Prince Buster,
The Buckinghams,
Todd Terry,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Funkadelic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Fear,
The Associates,
The Black Dice,
Lou Reed,
Roxette,
The Invisible,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Techniques,
The Red Krayola,
Technova,
Hardrive,
Erykah Badu,
Accadde A,
MC5,
Gang Green,
Piero Umiliani,
Cecil Taylor,
The Monochrome Set,
Scion,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.