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 Luxembourg and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Womack tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Alison Limerick,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yazoo,
John Coltrane,
Morten Harket,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mandrill,
Newcleus,
the Swans,
The Velvet Underground,
Public Image Ltd.,
Arthur Verocai,
Radiohead,
Todd Rundgren,
The Pretty Things,
The Knickerbockers,
The Raincoats,
New Age Steppers,
Sixth Finger,
Funky Four + One,
Derrick Morgan,
Loose Ends,
Freddie Wadling,
Judy Mowatt,
Wolf Eyes,
Massinfluence,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Doobie Brothers,
Althea and Donna,
Circle Jerks,
The Blues Magoos,
Flamin' Groovies,
Erykah Badu,
Jimmy McGriff,
CMW,
Ultravox,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fuzztones,
Q and Not U,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barrington Levy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Johnny Clarke,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eric Copeland,
The Smiths,
Jacques Brel,
The Star Department,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Kinks,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Bananas,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Boogie Down Productions,
Theoretical Girls,
Fluxion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Animal Collective,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.