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 Japan and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Barrington Levy to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Monochrome Set,
Lalann,
Black Bananas,
The Knickerbockers,
Patti Smith,
Loose Ends,
Neil Young,
The Durutti Column,
The Zeros,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mark Hollis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Smoke,
Sun City Girls,
Khruangbin,
T.S.O.L.,
Morten Harket,
Chris Corsano,
The Divine Comedy,
Sexual Harrassment,
New York Dolls,
Joe Smooth,
Pere Ubu,
The Monks,
The Young Rascals,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Motions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bad Manners,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Eve St. Jones,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Maleditus Sound,
Terry Callier,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Basic Channel,
Toni Rubio,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Theoretical Girls,
The Searchers,
Cheater Slicks,
Boz Scaggs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
David McCallum,
Sarah Menescal,
Eurythmics,
Amon Düül II,
LL Cool J,
Delon & Dalcan,
EPMD,
The Seeds,
The Beau Brummels,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kas Product,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Black Pus,
Roxette,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.