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 Vanuatu and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Holger Czukay 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 Model 500 to the funk 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 Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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 Happenings,
Mary Jane Girls,
Drexciya,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Cowsills,
Peter & Gordon,
Jandek,
Gil Scott Heron,
Joe Smooth,
Infiniti,
New Age Steppers,
Godley & Creme,
Make Up,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Wally Richardson,
Boredoms,
The Vogues,
The New Christs,
Bauhaus,
Nas,
Interpol,
Tim Buckley,
The Wake,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Smiths,
Black Flag,
Cybotron,
Yazoo,
Chris Corsano,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lower 48,
Faust,
Max Romeo,
The Walker Brothers,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Young Rascals,
Jimmy McGriff,
Hot Snakes,
Brothers Johnson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
David Bowie,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Buckinghams,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Pretty Things,
Harmonia,
Depeche Mode,
Byron Stingily,
Newcleus,
Nation of Ulysses,
EPMD,
Bootsy Collins,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Fuzztones,
The Alarm Clocks,
Massinfluence,
Ossler,
Yaz, Yaz, Yaz, Yaz.
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.