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 Botswana and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Japan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
The Toasters,
The Gun Club,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy Collins,
Mantronix,
Newcleus,
Roxette,
The Victims,
Rotary Connection,
The Dirtbombs,
Fela Kuti,
the Sonics,
Ralphi Rosario,
Erasure,
the Soft Cell,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Isaac Hayes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Janne Schatter,
Rakim,
June Days,
Mark Hollis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sarah Menescal,
Rapeman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Idris Muhammad,
Marc Almond,
Flash Fearless,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Moody Blues,
Faraquet,
The Residents,
The Cramps,
Organ,
Aswad,
Kerri Chandler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Saccharine Trust,
The Mojo Men,
the Slits,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Barrington Levy,
Yaz,
The Pretty Things,
Metal Thangz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dark Day,
The Cure,
Al Stewart,
Ice-T,
Loose Ends,
The Index,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bizarre Inc.,
Spandau Ballet,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.