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 Suriname and from Winnipeg.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Jeff Lynne to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Blancmange,
Toni Rubio,
Sixth Finger,
The Human League,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fela Kuti,
Basic Channel,
Lindisfarne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Görl,
Alice Coltrane,
Radio Birdman,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Maurizio,
Black Moon,
Deepchord,
Slick Rick,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Cale,
Absolute Body Control,
Whodini,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
Pharoah Sanders,
Letta Mbulu,
Brand Nubian,
Pagans,
Lakeside,
Bauhaus,
Danielle Patucci,
Bronski Beat,
Hasil Adkins,
Masters at Work,
David McCallum,
Wings,
Sam Rivers,
The Techniques,
Idris Muhammad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Howard Jones,
Sonic Youth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neil Young,
Arcadia,
Agitation Free,
Nick Fraelich,
Terrestrial Tones,
Crime,
Hashim,
The Red Krayola,
Donny Hathaway,
Groovy Waters,
The Vogues,
Fad Gadget,
The Move,
Suicide,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Doors,
Scratch Acid,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.