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 Serbia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Fat Boys to the punk 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Henry Cow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
The Gladiators,
The Grass Roots,
Interpol,
Amazonics,
Procol Harum,
Grauzone,
Whodini,
Lou Reed,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lucky Dragons,
Fela Kuti,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pantaleimon,
The Smoke,
The Five Americans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jawbox,
Marc Almond,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sound Behaviour,
Ossler,
Camouflage,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Sheep,
Donny Hathaway,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rakim,
Essential Logic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Swell Maps,
The Slits,
Rotary Connection,
E-Dancer,
Funkadelic,
Mo-Dettes,
Unwound,
kango's stein massive,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Count Five,
Iggy Pop,
Eddi Front,
Howard Jones,
The Moleskins,
Ronnie Foster,
K-Klass,
Little Man,
Blake Baxter,
Deepchord,
The Sonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Sound,
Q65,
Y Pants,
Television Personalities,
The Dead C,
Silicon Teens,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.