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 Romania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Porter Ricks to the disco 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 Fugs. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
The Monochrome Set,
Josef K,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Holt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Doors,
Pylon,
Buzzcocks,
The Moleskins,
B.T. Express,
Motorama,
The Fuzztones,
The Dave Clark Five,
New Order,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Kerrie Biddell,
Susan Cadogan,
KRS-One,
Graham Central Station,
The Five Americans,
David McCallum,
Tres Demented,
Hashim,
Ossler,
The Motions,
Bobby Sherman,
Radiohead,
Marc Almond,
Grey Daturas,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Interpol,
Leonard Cohen,
The Index,
Adolescents,
Charles Mingus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mojo Men,
Erykah Badu,
Cluster,
Stockholm Monsters,
Don Cherry,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rapeman,
Bobby Womack,
Donald Byrd,
Lou Reed,
Warren Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Swans,
Dennis Brown,
U.S. Maple,
The Human League,
Peter & Gordon,
New Age Steppers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Blackbyrds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bootsy Collins,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.