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 Gabon and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Roger Hodgson to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Monks,
Ultimate Spinach,
David McCallum,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Human League,
the Bar-Kays,
Boredoms,
Piero Umiliani,
Severed Heads,
Hardrive,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Liliput,
The Buckinghams,
Throbbing Gristle,
Q and Not U,
Lee Hazlewood,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Flipper,
Bauhaus,
Andrew Hill,
Public Enemy,
Clear Light,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Archie Shepp,
Outsiders,
PIL,
Jeff Mills,
The Modern Lovers,
Sonic Youth,
Vainqueur,
Minnie Riperton,
L. Decosne,
Ludus,
David Axelrod,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
D'Angelo,
Essential Logic,
Isaac Hayes,
June of 44,
Metal Thangz,
Godley & Creme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
10cc,
Bizarre Inc.,
Minor Threat,
the Germs,
The United States of America,
Los Fastidios,
Cecil Taylor,
The Seeds,
The Zeros,
Mantronix,
Thee Headcoats,
The Toasters,
Blancmange,
Minutemen,
Television Personalities,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.