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 Portugal and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Lou Reed 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 Gerry Rafferty to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Depeche Mode,
Neil Young,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Judy Mowatt,
Rites of Spring,
Roxette,
The Buckinghams,
the Association,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bootsy Collins,
Rotary Connection,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Silicon Teens,
John Holt,
Heaven 17,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Soft Machine,
K-Klass,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Flash Fearless,
Can,
Sound Behaviour,
Pylon,
Todd Rundgren,
U.S. Maple,
Royal Trux,
Stockholm Monsters,
Smog,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Porter Ricks,
Thee Headcoats,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Move,
Tim Buckley,
The Smoke,
Kool Moe Dee,
OOIOO,
48th St. Collective,
The Five Americans,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joensuu 1685,
The Sound,
Lee Hazlewood,
Danielle Patucci,
JFA,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Parry Music,
Arthur Verocai,
Brothers Johnson,
Lakeside,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Sonics,
The Red Krayola,
Monks,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Gladiators,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.