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 Indonesia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 Nils Olav to the punk 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Country Teasers,
China Crisis,
Jerry's Kids,
Marc Almond,
Country Joe & The Fish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Moleskins,
David McCallum,
Average White Band,
Crispy Ambulance,
Infiniti,
Guru Guru,
Toni Rubio,
Shoche,
Wings,
The Wake,
Jawbox,
Funky Four + One,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Selecter,
Man Parrish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Magazine,
Vladislav Delay,
Circle Jerks,
Section 25,
The Cramps,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moby Grape,
kango's stein massive,
Unrelated Segments,
Tears for Fears,
Howard Jones,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roxy Music,
The Fortunes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jeru the Damaja,
10cc,
Lalann,
Underground Resistance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Maurizio,
The Smoke,
Ornette Coleman,
Slick Rick,
Pantytec,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fela Kuti,
Amon Düül II,
The Five Americans,
Bob Dylan,
Pierre Henry,
Y Pants,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ice-T,
Soul II Soul,
Visage,
Easy Going,
DJ Sneak,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.