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 Ghana and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 ABC 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 The Beau Brummels. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Byrd,
Joy Division,
Sugar Minott,
Bob Dylan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Young Marble Giants,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jeff Mills,
Liliput,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Arcadia,
Lalo Schifrin,
Index,
Davy DMX,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gabor Szabo,
Gil Scott Heron,
Shoche,
Essential Logic,
Massinfluence,
Bauhaus,
Tubeway Army,
Simply Red,
the Sonics,
Rod Modell,
Tomorrow,
Kas Product,
Warsaw,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Basic Channel,
Ten City,
Nik Kershaw,
The Techniques,
Todd Terry,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sister Nancy,
John Holt,
The Blues Magoos,
Cal Tjader,
The Evens,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Don Cherry,
The Fall,
DJ Sneak,
The Victims,
Fad Gadget,
Skarface,
Little Man,
Siglo XX,
David Bowie,
Arthur Verocai,
Barclay James Harvest,
Niagra,
Bluetip,
LL Cool J,
Masters at Work,
U.S. Maple,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ronan,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.