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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Skarface to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Franke,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quando Quango,
Susan Cadogan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rekid,
Gang Green,
The Toasters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Angels of Light,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Offenders,
Kenny Larkin,
Lee Hazlewood,
Aural Exciters,
The Neon Judgement,
Joy Division,
The Tremeloes,
Carl Craig,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Japan,
MDC,
Deadbeat,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
John Coltrane,
Swans,
Blake Baxter,
Ohio Players,
Brand Nubian,
Bob Dylan,
Popol Vuh,
Yusef Lateef,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joyce Sims,
Angry Samoans,
Don Cherry,
the Swans,
Cameo,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Beau Brummels,
DJ Style,
Dual Sessions,
Tears for Fears,
Flipper,
Black Flag,
Pylon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Dead Boys,
Isaac Hayes,
Lindisfarne,
The Raincoats,
Sparks,
Mandrill,
Rapeman,
The Modern Lovers,
Amon Düül II,
Reuben Wilson,
AZ,
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.