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 France and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Association. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Arcadia,
Jeff Lynne,
Schoolly D,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Slackers,
Ponytail,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Guru Guru,
Mandrill,
Zero Boys,
Throbbing Gristle,
The American Breed,
Scrapy,
Matthew Halsall,
Deadbeat,
Johnny Clarke,
Lakeside,
Niagra,
Eurythmics,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Association,
The Saints,
Sun City Girls,
Faust,
Rod Modell,
The Evens,
The Standells,
Max Romeo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Monochrome Set,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Tremeloes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Electric Prunes,
Pantytec,
Sam Rivers,
Ornette Coleman,
Vladislav Delay,
Con Funk Shun,
New York Dolls,
The Neon Judgement,
Unrelated Segments,
Oblivians,
Aural Exciters,
Bauhaus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
L. Decosne,
Gang Green,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Joey Negro,
Aloha Tigers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Hoover,
Harry Pussy,
Thompson Twins,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.