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 Saudi Arabia and from Copenhagen.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Junior Murvin to the dance 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
The Moleskins,
The Kinks,
Yusef Lateef,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Mummies,
Jandek,
Tommy Roe,
Television Personalities,
Pylon,
Soul II Soul,
Country Teasers,
The Velvet Underground,
Mars,
Darondo,
Skaos,
Fluxion,
Spoonie Gee,
The Smoke,
Sarah Menescal,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tres Demented,
Brick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Harry Pussy,
Slick Rick,
Thee Headcoats,
Todd Terry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cecil Taylor,
Josef K,
Oneida,
Chris Corsano,
The Remains,
FM Einheit,
Donny Hathaway,
Pet Shop Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Association,
Lou Christie,
Cluster,
The Mojo Men,
Scientists,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pantaleimon,
Easy Going,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Byron Stingily,
Bluetip,
Man Parrish,
The Monochrome Set,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kurtis Blow,
June Days,
The Divine Comedy,
Au Pairs,
Blake Baxter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.