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 Dominican Republic and from Manila.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cecil Taylor to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
Japan,
The Cramps,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cluster,
Arab on Radar,
Nils Olav,
Maleditus Sound,
Jacques Brel,
Alton Ellis,
Black Moon,
Michelle Simonal,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Groovy Waters,
Skriet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Main Source,
Marc Almond,
Pagans,
The Human League,
The Cure,
Mars,
Easy Going,
Cymande,
Soulsonic Force,
Sugar Minott,
Sight & Sound,
Fear,
Yellowson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Selecter,
Lindisfarne,
Cameo,
Leonard Cohen,
Flipper,
Babytalk,
Malaria!,
Peter & Gordon,
Warren Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mantronix,
Goldenarms,
Terry Callier,
Hasil Adkins,
Fela Kuti,
Darondo,
Sound Behaviour,
Visage,
PIL,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Icehouse,
James Chance & The Contortions,
DNA,
Glenn Branca,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
Rakim,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Todd Rundgren,
Camberwell Now,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.