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 Accra.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Brass Construction to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
New Order,
Oneida,
Massinfluence,
Cheater Slicks,
Gang Green,
Can,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brothers Johnson,
Bobby Byrd,
Underground Resistance,
Kaleidoscope,
Groovy Waters,
The Mojo Men,
Heaven 17,
Yellowson,
Camberwell Now,
Wally Richardson,
Juan Atkins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gories,
Franke,
Half Japanese,
JFA,
Monks,
Ken Boothe,
Amon Düül II,
Easy Going,
Minutemen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Raincoats,
Funkadelic,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Sonics,
The Toasters,
Youth Brigade,
Technova,
Von Mondo,
Black Pus,
Cameo,
MDC,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Audionom,
Stetsasonic,
Nick Fraelich,
Motorama,
Donny Hathaway,
The Misunderstood,
Soulsonic Force,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Siglo XX,
Procol Harum,
Spoonie Gee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Stooges,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Be Bop Deluxe,
LL Cool J,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sound,
Maleditus Sound,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.