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 Jordan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise 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 Half Japanese to the crunk 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
The Monochrome Set,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Robert Wyatt,
Fear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Smiths,
Electric Prunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ponytail,
Robert Hood,
Echospace,
The Electric Prunes,
Grauzone,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ornette Coleman,
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mojo Men,
Talk Talk,
Marc Almond,
The Slackers,
Bizarre Inc.,
World's Most,
Half Japanese,
U.S. Maple,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter & Gordon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Pulsallama,
The Remains,
Erykah Badu,
The Red Krayola,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
D'Angelo,
Patti Smith,
Gabor Szabo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ultravox,
Mandrill,
Nik Kershaw,
Kerrie Biddell,
Warren Ellis,
Trumans Water,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yaz,
Adolescents,
Anakelly,
Scott Walker,
Wally Richardson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minnie Riperton,
Don Cherry,
Television Personalities,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pantytec,
Agitation Free,
OOIOO,
Schoolly D,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.