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 Finland and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 marimba 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 Alphaville to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
Darondo,
Thee Headcoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tubeway Army,
X-101,
Young Marble Giants,
Yusef Lateef,
AZ,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kurtis Blow,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fad Gadget,
T.S.O.L.,
a-ha,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Banda Bassotti,
The Count Five,
Anthony Braxton,
Fugazi,
Supertramp,
Wolf Eyes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Alarm Clocks,
Yazoo,
Warsaw,
Monks,
Pierre Henry,
The Victims,
Sarah Menescal,
Susan Cadogan,
Drexciya,
the Slits,
Little Man,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Alton Ellis,
The Zeros,
The Martian,
Lindisfarne,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hoover,
OOIOO,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
KRS-One,
Desert Stars,
Peter and Kerry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Hashim,
The Standells,
Bill Wells,
The Moody Blues,
The Tremeloes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Agitation Free,
Schoolly D,
Marvin Gaye,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Birthday Party,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.