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 Tajikistan and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cymande to the rock 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Connie Case record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
The Blackbyrds,
The Zeros,
Jeff Mills,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DJ Style,
Smog,
Max Romeo,
Harry Pussy,
kango's stein massive,
The Shadows of Knight,
Scrapy,
The Gories,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lalann,
Aaron Thompson,
Kerri Chandler,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Funkadelic,
Quadrant,
Duran Duran,
The New Christs,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fad Gadget,
Hashim,
Camberwell Now,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rod Modell,
The Skatalites,
Barry Ungar,
Brass Construction,
John Holt,
Joe Finger,
Lower 48,
Television Personalities,
Con Funk Shun,
Donny Hathaway,
Ponytail,
Delta 5,
Michelle Simonal,
Livin' Joy,
Second Layer,
Cybotron,
Flipper,
Steve Hackett,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Crash Course in Science,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Robert Hood,
The Vogues,
Model 500,
The Golliwogs,
Aswad,
Rites of Spring,
Yusef Lateef,
Gastr Del Sol,
Parry Music,
Yazoo,
Masters at Work,
Guru Guru,
Isaac Hayes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.