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 Guinea and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Terry Callier to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Derrick May. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
The Techniques,
Isaac Hayes,
Zero Boys,
Pantaleimon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
World's Most,
Can,
Eden Ahbez,
Ultravox,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ituana,
Youth Brigade,
Sex Pistols,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Visage,
Rhythm & Sound,
New Order,
Model 500,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Funkadelic,
DJ Sneak,
Amon Düül II,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bill Wells,
The Smiths,
Cluster,
Scion,
Young Marble Giants,
Scrapy,
David Bowie,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Agent Orange,
Gichy Dan,
Reuben Wilson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
F. McDonald,
Marine Girls,
Outsiders,
Michelle Simonal,
Masters at Work,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gong,
Jeff Lynne,
Monolake,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Interpol,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Maurizio,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Los Fastidios,
The Zeros,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lower 48,
Davy DMX,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.