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 Syria and from Toronto.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 F. McDonald to the jazz 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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Subhumans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
ABC,
Aloha Tigers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eric Copeland,
Grey Daturas,
Unrelated Segments,
Pharoah Sanders,
Electric Prunes,
Fatback Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Donny Hathaway,
The Gladiators,
Warren Ellis,
Adolescents,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Carl Craig,
Pylon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Reagan Youth,
James White and The Blacks,
Pulsallama,
Ken Boothe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mojo Men,
The Real Kids,
Roger Hodgson,
Rapeman,
Jeff Mills,
Letta Mbulu,
Guru Guru,
Boz Scaggs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Magazine,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Divine Comedy,
Fela Kuti,
Crooked Eye,
Gregory Isaacs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Half Japanese,
Gang of Four,
The Red Krayola,
Chris & Cosey,
The Mummies,
Andrew Hill,
Suburban Knight,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yusef Lateef,
Archie Shepp,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The J.B.'s,
Danielle Patucci,
Chris Corsano,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Walker Brothers,
Cybotron,
Sixth Finger,
Isaac Hayes,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.