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 Moldova and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the disco 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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Aswad,
The Durutti Column,
Erasure,
Ornette Coleman,
Minnie Riperton,
The Human League,
The Gladiators,
10cc,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lebanon Hanover,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Bar-Kays,
Jerry Gold Smith,
PIL,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick Morgan,
The Techniques,
Index,
John Foxx,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Blancmange,
Crash Course in Science,
Nirvana,
The Toasters,
The Leaves,
Bad Manners,
Wings,
Tim Buckley,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sound Behaviour,
Rekid,
Dorothy Ashby,
Oblivians,
Swell Maps,
Joyce Sims,
Oneida,
Mantronix,
Radiohead,
Donny Hathaway,
The Evens,
Fela Kuti,
Bush Tetras,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Vladislav Delay,
Barbara Tucker,
Sixth Finger,
Groovy Waters,
Kurtis Blow,
Alison Limerick,
Banda Bassotti,
MDC,
Massinfluence,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.