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 Mozambique and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gang Gang Dance to the rap 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Brass Construction,
Lee Hazlewood,
Hasil Adkins,
Das Ding,
Stetsasonic,
John Coltrane,
Yazoo,
Urselle,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pulsallama,
Suburban Knight,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sister Nancy,
Marc Almond,
Matthew Bourne,
Hot Snakes,
Easy Going,
T.S.O.L.,
Camberwell Now,
Gerry Rafferty,
KRS-One,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The United States of America,
The J.B.'s,
The Star Department,
The Beau Brummels,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Darondo,
Peter & Gordon,
Young Marble Giants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Searchers,
Lou Reed,
Barrington Levy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Todd Terry,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lalann,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Godley & Creme,
Camouflage,
Lower 48,
Eric B and Rakim,
James Chance & The Contortions,
David Axelrod,
The Slackers,
Deakin,
Morten Harket,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Yaz,
Tomorrow,
Infiniti,
The Knickerbockers,
Donald Byrd,
The Pretty Things,
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.