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 Kyrgyzstan and from Tehran.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Busters to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Ultravox,
Soul II Soul,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Germs,
Tears for Fears,
Archie Shepp,
The Moody Blues,
Brass Construction,
The Velvet Underground,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sight & Sound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Intrusion,
Metal Thangz,
the Normal,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Victims,
Gang Green,
Sixth Finger,
Swans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Amazonics,
Buzzcocks,
Ronnie Foster,
The Skatalites,
Grey Daturas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mars,
Kayak,
Delta 5,
Charles Mingus,
Groovy Waters,
Davy DMX,
Andrew Hill,
Monks,
Heaven 17,
Glenn Branca,
The Raincoats,
A Certain Ratio,
Lalann,
Nico,
Barclay James Harvest,
CMW,
Loose Ends,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Country Teasers,
The Misunderstood,
Grandmaster Flash,
Youth Brigade,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
This Heat,
the Human League,
Sonic Youth,
The Birthday Party,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Holt,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.