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 Paraguay and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 the Fania All-Stars to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Kenny Larkin,
Lungfish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Laurel Aitken,
Hasil Adkins,
Steve Hackett,
The Selecter,
Danielle Patucci,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Sound,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
La Düsseldorf,
Heaven 17,
The Red Krayola,
Mr. Review,
Dorothy Ashby,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Zero Boys,
New York Dolls,
Pulsallama,
The Mojo Men,
Sparks,
Ten City,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Circle Jerks,
Patti Smith,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jacques Brel,
The Fugs,
Kas Product,
Negative Approach,
Inner City,
Janne Schatter,
Thee Headcoats,
The Toasters,
The Leaves,
Jerry's Kids,
Josef K,
Groovy Waters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Massinfluence,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Barracudas,
The Gun Club,
L. Decosne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Accadde A,
the Normal,
In Retrospect,
Vladislav Delay,
Connie Case,
Derrick May,
The Birthday Party,
Moby Grape,
Todd Rundgren,
Letta Mbulu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.