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 Malta and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
The Shadows of Knight,
Parry Music,
Kaleidoscope,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Idris Muhammad,
Sällskapet,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Doors,
DJ Sneak,
Pagans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tom Boy,
MDC,
Ken Boothe,
Lungfish,
The Dead C,
Liliput,
Youth Brigade,
Flash Fearless,
Roxette,
The Moody Blues,
Bronski Beat,
Joy Division,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Aaron Thompson,
Chrome,
cv313,
Popol Vuh,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Girls At Our Best!,
Circle Jerks,
Scion,
Talk Talk,
Intrusion,
Alison Limerick,
The Litter,
Kerri Chandler,
Agitation Free,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Silicon Teens,
Ludus,
Blancmange,
The Smoke,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Byron Stingily,
The Happenings,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Patti Smith,
Pet Shop Boys,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Music Machine,
Minny Pops,
The Skatalites,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.