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 Lebanon and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Silicon Teens to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soft Machine,
Unwound,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Offenders,
Ohio Players,
Moss Icon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mo-Dettes,
Juan Atkins,
Minutemen,
Infiniti,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Skatalites,
Tom Boy,
Ituana,
Kas Product,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brick,
Monolake,
Inner City,
Yusef Lateef,
Adolescents,
Panda Bear,
Agitation Free,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mantronix,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Youth Brigade,
Nas,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Young Rascals,
L. Decosne,
the Bar-Kays,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brass Construction,
E-Dancer,
Black Sheep,
Alphaville,
Joyce Sims,
Electric Prunes,
Lightning Bolt,
EPMD,
Kenny Larkin,
48th St. Collective,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
DJ Style,
Frankie Knuckles,
Excepter,
Chrome,
Bizarre Inc.,
Half Japanese,
Lalann,
Sonic Youth,
Cameo,
Japan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jacob Miller,
Y Pants,
The Smoke,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.