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 El Salvador and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 clarinet 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 Technova to the techno 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a L. Decosne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Model 500,
This Heat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Motions,
X-101,
Sonny Sharrock,
Magma,
Bronski Beat,
The Fugs,
The Saints,
Inner City,
the Sonics,
Faust,
Max Romeo,
Desert Stars,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lakeside,
Youth Brigade,
The Mojo Men,
Faraquet,
Todd Rundgren,
Dark Day,
Rites of Spring,
The Electric Prunes,
Sixth Finger,
a-ha,
The Remains,
Khruangbin,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eli Mardock,
Archie Shepp,
DJ Style,
Nico,
Gang Green,
Althea and Donna,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fear,
Sun City Girls,
Wasted Youth,
Crispian St. Peters,
Schoolly D,
Danielle Patucci,
Grey Daturas,
Howard Jones,
Dennis Brown,
Susan Cadogan,
Cecil Taylor,
The Sonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cheater Slicks,
Hot Snakes,
Donny Hathaway,
Aaron Thompson,
Eric Dolphy,
The Fire Engines,
June Days,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.