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 Dominica and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Index to the techno 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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Albert Ayler,
Peter & Gordon,
Laurel Aitken,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Echospace,
Moss Icon,
Blancmange,
Lalo Schifrin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Barracudas,
Whodini,
Minor Threat,
Lungfish,
Neil Young,
Schoolly D,
Cymande,
Byron Stingily,
Technova,
Blossom Toes,
Inner City,
The Zeros,
Reagan Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
cv313,
Ice-T,
Groovy Waters,
Andrew Hill,
The Evens,
The Selecter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ten City,
Gabor Szabo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Au Pairs,
Minny Pops,
Piero Umiliani,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bill Wells,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Barbara Tucker,
ABC,
David Axelrod,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Qualms,
James White and The Blacks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Howard Jones,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
China Crisis,
Kas Product,
Erasure,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crash Course in Science,
Joyce Sims,
The Sound,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.