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 Japan and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Harmonia to the jazz 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gap Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marvin Gaye,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Donald Byrd,
Piero Umiliani,
Alphaville,
Slave,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Altered Images,
Robert Wyatt,
Freddie Wadling,
Roxy Music,
Brick,
Sonny Sharrock,
Nirvana,
Erykah Badu,
Cluster,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
London Community Gospel Choir,
JFA,
Don Cherry,
Technova,
Mars,
The Vogues,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Starr,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Godley & Creme,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Henry Cow,
The Alarm Clocks,
Man Eating Sloth,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare,
Charles Mingus,
Leonard Cohen,
Dave Gahan,
The Music Machine,
Echospace,
Radiohead,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sonics,
Monks,
A Certain Ratio,
Gil Scott Heron,
E-Dancer,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Groovy Waters,
Jacob Miller,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Section 25,
Fat Boys,
Infiniti,
Banda Bassotti,
The Divine Comedy,
Blancmange,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.