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 Georgia and from Jakarta.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Dual Sessions 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Moebius,
Spoonie Gee,
Masters at Work,
John Holt,
Darondo,
Tres Demented,
a-ha,
Amazonics,
Byron Stingily,
Wolf Eyes,
Roxy Music,
Crooked Eye,
Shoche,
Electric Prunes,
Joe Finger,
China Crisis,
Shuggie Otis,
Lower 48,
Kas Product,
Sparks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Slits,
X-101,
Livin' Joy,
Intrusion,
Tropical Tobacco,
Yellowson,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cymande,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bizarre Inc.,
Spandau Ballet,
Angry Samoans,
Leonard Cohen,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Al Stewart,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Robert Hood,
Rakim,
Lucky Dragons,
Ornette Coleman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Smiths,
Sun City Girls,
UT,
The Wake,
Goldenarms,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sällskapet,
Babytalk,
Alton Ellis,
Yusef Lateef,
Junior Murvin,
CMW,
Essential Logic,
Matthew Halsall,
Glambeats Corp.,
Faust,
Pagans,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Offenders,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.