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 Mauritius and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Patti Smith to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Banda Bassotti,
Quadrant,
Lebanon Hanover,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Swell Maps,
World's Most,
Trumans Water,
Jeru the Damaja,
T.S.O.L.,
The Beau Brummels,
Tubeway Army,
Livin' Joy,
Soul II Soul,
Gang Green,
Funkadelic,
Bush Tetras,
Ronan,
Faust,
EPMD,
The Real Kids,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nico,
Ohio Players,
The Leaves,
Ultravox,
Essential Logic,
Tears for Fears,
Basic Channel,
Terry Callier,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Average White Band,
Ponytail,
Janne Schatter,
Fad Gadget,
The Monochrome Set,
Electric Prunes,
Graham Central Station,
Chrome,
Sun City Girls,
Howard Jones,
Scion,
JFA,
Gang Starr,
Gil Scott Heron,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Surgeon,
The Moody Blues,
John Cale,
Pantytec,
Au Pairs,
Q65,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cal Tjader,
Buzzcocks,
The Golliwogs,
Yusef Lateef,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.