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 St Kitts & Nevis and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Tommy Roe to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultimate Spinach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Rosa Yemen,
Can,
Deadbeat,
Marvin Gaye,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marine Girls,
Jacob Miller,
Rekid,
Fluxion,
Joe Smooth,
The Leaves,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gang of Four,
Kerrie Biddell,
Heaven 17,
Crime,
Fad Gadget,
Graham Central Station,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Neon Judgement,
Pere Ubu,
Scott Walker,
UT,
Country Teasers,
John Foxx,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eden Ahbez,
World's Most,
Absolute Body Control,
Quantec,
T.S.O.L.,
Crash Course in Science,
Marmalade,
Lebanon Hanover,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Byrd,
10cc,
Nico,
Echospace,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sixth Finger,
Model 500,
Joe Finger,
Deepchord,
K-Klass,
Junior Murvin,
Ten City,
Al Stewart,
Roxy Music,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lower 48,
Arcadia,
Nas,
Guru Guru,
The Pretty Things,
The Electric Prunes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dawn Penn,
Massinfluence,
Groovy Waters,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.