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 Nepal and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Blake Baxter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crooked Eye,
Index,
Liliput,
The American Breed,
Morten Harket,
Pylon,
Bill Wells,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pantytec,
Trumans Water,
Talk Talk,
Piero Umiliani,
Fluxion,
Marmalade,
Average White Band,
Bobby Byrd,
T. Rex,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lucky Dragons,
Roxy Music,
Country Teasers,
Television Personalities,
Vainqueur,
Joey Negro,
Ultimate Spinach,
Intrusion,
Anakelly,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Godley & Creme,
Magma,
Ultra Naté,
Shoche,
Surgeon,
The Stooges,
The Selecter,
Gong,
Urselle,
Patti Smith,
Soft Machine,
The Star Department,
Delta 5,
The Cure,
Rotary Connection,
Avey Tare,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
FM Einheit,
Jacques Brel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Todd Terry,
Japan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ornette Coleman,
Theoretical Girls,
John Cale,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.