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 Saudi Arabia and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Mandrill to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Yusef Lateef,
Boogie Down Productions,
Erasure,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Fortunes,
Sonic Youth,
Radio Birdman,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Martian,
Crime,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Slackers,
Scott Walker,
Yazoo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sixth Finger,
Letta Mbulu,
A Certain Ratio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Roxette,
Bronski Beat,
Steve Hackett,
Lower 48,
The Modern Lovers,
Hasil Adkins,
Boredoms,
Infiniti,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mission of Burma,
Roger Hodgson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Essential Logic,
Q65,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gastr Del Sol,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Sherman,
Liliput,
Reuben Wilson,
Radiohead,
Roxy Music,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Wake,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Accadde A,
Scan 7,
The Remains,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Second Layer,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.