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 Korea North and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare 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 Eden Ahbez to the funk 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer 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 oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Jawbox,
The Electric Prunes,
Sex Pistols,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Thee Headcoats,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Pop Group,
The Leaves,
Harmonia,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Leonard Cohen,
Quadrant,
Ornette Coleman,
New Age Steppers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dave Gahan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Suburban Knight,
The J.B.'s,
Arcadia,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Skriet,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Malaria!,
Radiohead,
The Gladiators,
Livin' Joy,
Michelle Simonal,
Roxy Music,
Schoolly D,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sun Ra,
Warren Ellis,
Colin Newman,
Faraquet,
Graham Central Station,
Black Moon,
The Divine Comedy,
Scion,
Masters at Work,
Stockholm Monsters,
Groovy Waters,
Rites of Spring,
Rotary Connection,
La Düsseldorf,
The Beau Brummels,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tubeway Army,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Sonics,
Loose Ends,
The United States of America,
Lungfish,
Quantec,
Sexual Harrassment,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bill Wells,
Aaron Thompson,
Faust,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.