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 Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Von Mondo to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Public Image Ltd.. All the underground hits.
All DeepChord presents Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bauhaus,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sixth Finger,
Ice-T,
Minor Threat,
Quantec,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Electric Prunes,
Mars,
Nick Fraelich,
Pulsallama,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pantytec,
June of 44,
Severed Heads,
Godley & Creme,
Qualms,
Neu!,
Skriet,
Don Cherry,
Roxette,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Misunderstood,
Lungfish,
Roxy Music,
Crispian St. Peters,
UT,
Agent Orange,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Selecter,
B.T. Express,
Guru Guru,
Radiopuhelimet,
Joe Smooth,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sandy B,
Trumans Water,
Hot Snakes,
Surgeon,
the Association,
Grey Daturas,
Glambeats Corp.,
Boz Scaggs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jandek,
Alison Limerick,
AZ,
Dark Day,
Eric Dolphy,
Aaron Thompson,
Stereo Dub,
Black Moon,
PIL,
The Velvet Underground,
Stiv Bators,
Half Japanese,
World's Most,
Slick Rick,
Roger Hodgson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.