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 Italy and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kayak to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Danielle Patucci,
Radiohead,
a-ha,
Alphaville,
The Blackbyrds,
Judy Mowatt,
Joey Negro,
Metal Thangz,
The Barracudas,
DJ Sneak,
The Neon Judgement,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Moody Blues,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Underground Resistance,
Juan Atkins,
Crooked Eye,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Suburban Knight,
Eurythmics,
Eden Ahbez,
PIL,
Gang of Four,
Hasil Adkins,
Swell Maps,
Schoolly D,
Amazonics,
The Martian,
Brothers Johnson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The J.B.'s,
DNA,
Con Funk Shun,
Kas Product,
The Dead C,
Faraquet,
Man Parrish,
the Association,
Vainqueur,
Average White Band,
Skriet,
Trumans Water,
Derrick Morgan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Liliput,
Boz Scaggs,
Oneida,
Rosa Yemen,
The Blues Magoos,
The Kinks,
Slick Rick,
Maleditus Sound,
LL Cool J,
Albert Ayler,
Supertramp,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Niagra,
Minny Pops,
Donald Byrd,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.