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 Croatia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe 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 Malaria! to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Dirtbombs,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang Starr,
Section 25,
Quantec,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Fatback Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Electric Prunes,
the Germs,
The Barracudas,
Eli Mardock,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Smiths,
Grauzone,
The American Breed,
Echospace,
Electric Prunes,
Henry Cow,
Fear,
Radio Birdman,
Schoolly D,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Althea and Donna,
Bush Tetras,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Todd Terry,
Suburban Knight,
The Trojans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Music Machine,
Juan Atkins,
Todd Rundgren,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Young Marble Giants,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
JFA,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Associates,
Trumans Water,
Joe Smooth,
Kas Product,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Bananas,
The Flesh Eaters,
Amon Düül II,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Half Japanese,
China Crisis,
Silicon Teens,
Duran Duran,
The Knickerbockers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gabor Szabo,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.