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 Switzerland and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Robert Palmer 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 the Slits. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Barry Ungar,
Camberwell Now,
Marc Almond,
Half Japanese,
Faust,
Cecil Taylor,
Suicide,
Chris Corsano,
Agitation Free,
Archie Shepp,
Aloha Tigers,
Eurythmics,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radiohead,
Sun City Girls,
Funkadelic,
Nico,
Bang On A Can,
The Happenings,
Oneida,
The Electric Prunes,
The Wake,
Khruangbin,
Underground Resistance,
The Walker Brothers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Essential Logic,
Sandy B,
Popol Vuh,
Radiopuhelimet,
Delta 5,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rod Modell,
Buzzcocks,
Fluxion,
Fela Kuti,
L. Decosne,
X-101,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Searchers,
Dead Boys,
China Crisis,
Agent Orange,
The Moleskins,
Procol Harum,
The Fortunes,
The Doors,
Scan 7,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minor Threat,
Public Image Ltd.,
Alphaville,
Eli Mardock,
New Age Steppers,
Can,
Easy Going,
Ralphi Rosario,
Infiniti,
The Fire Engines,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.