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 Japan and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer 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 8 Eyed Spy to the crunk 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Young Rascals record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Parry Music,
Delta 5,
The Golliwogs,
Harmonia,
Metal Thangz,
Junior Murvin,
Graham Central Station,
JFA,
the Germs,
Crash Course in Science,
Rites of Spring,
Jimmy McGriff,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Man Parrish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pole,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Loose Ends,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lou Reed,
Television,
Anakelly,
Danielle Patucci,
Eve St. Jones,
Nas,
Al Stewart,
Jacob Miller,
Ultravox,
The Angels of Light,
D'Angelo,
The Seeds,
PIL,
Robert Görl,
Isaac Hayes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Matthew Halsall,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jawbox,
Scan 7,
The Count Five,
The Invisible,
Section 25,
The Blackbyrds,
Brand Nubian,
Masters at Work,
Pierre Henry,
Derrick Morgan,
DJ Sneak,
The Toasters,
Soft Machine,
David Axelrod,
Sam Rivers,
The Fuzztones,
Bang On A Can,
Joensuu 1685,
Curtis Mayfield,
Duran Duran,
Boredoms,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.