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 Azerbaijan and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 David Bowie 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Guru Guru,
Morten Harket,
Alison Limerick,
Erykah Badu,
Cluster,
Nick Fraelich,
kango's stein massive,
Gang of Four,
Zero Boys,
Black Flag,
Kerrie Biddell,
David Axelrod,
Essential Logic,
The Remains,
The Happenings,
10cc,
Y Pants,
Gang Starr,
Sandy B,
Basic Channel,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Saccharine Trust,
Donny Hathaway,
Scrapy,
The Beau Brummels,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
June of 44,
The Index,
Gang Green,
Ronan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Evens,
Stereo Dub,
John Coltrane,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Television Personalities,
Make Up,
Nico,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boogie Down Productions,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Fugs,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gap Band,
a-ha,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Don Cherry,
Television,
Deadbeat,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Josef K,
Dark Day,
The Five Americans,
Terry Callier,
Wasted Youth,
Jerry's Kids,
Thompson Twins,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.