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 Somalia and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Juan Atkins to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All Television tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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 Slackers,
Scan 7,
Bob Dylan,
Dark Day,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sound Behaviour,
Roxy Music,
Ultravox,
Bad Manners,
DJ Sneak,
Kerri Chandler,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kas Product,
The Stooges,
Archie Shepp,
Jacob Miller,
Isaac Hayes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sonny Sharrock,
Outsiders,
EPMD,
OOIOO,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pere Ubu,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gerry Rafferty,
Funky Four + One,
AZ,
Danielle Patucci,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Crispian St. Peters,
Newcleus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bang On A Can,
Unrelated Segments,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sister Nancy,
The Seeds,
Derrick May,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Skarface,
Suburban Knight,
The Searchers,
Pagans,
Ludus,
MC5,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Aswad,
Surgeon,
Patti Smith,
Henry Cow,
Leonard Cohen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
10cc,
Altered Images,
Harmonia,
Robert Hood,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.