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 Peru and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Soul II Soul to the jazz 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Quando Quango,
The Moody Blues,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Schoolly D,
The Evens,
Mark Hollis,
The Dead C,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Robert Görl,
Sparks,
Moebius,
Tom Boy,
Pulsallama,
Half Japanese,
Henry Cow,
Visage,
Nick Fraelich,
Sun City Girls,
Ituana,
LL Cool J,
ABBA,
The New Christs,
Janne Schatter,
Mr. Review,
Lightning Bolt,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rekid,
Judy Mowatt,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Saints,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pantaleimon,
Monolake,
Blake Baxter,
Desert Stars,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lucky Dragons,
DJ Style,
Drexciya,
The Happenings,
Letta Mbulu,
Arthur Verocai,
Harry Pussy,
Stiv Bators,
Tim Buckley,
Intrusion,
Sam Rivers,
Mo-Dettes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Soul II Soul,
UT,
Infiniti,
K-Klass,
T.S.O.L.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
10cc,
the Human League,
Marc Almond,
Sister Nancy,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.