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 Afghanistan 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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All the Fania All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Smoke,
Johnny Clarke,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Peter and Kerry,
Cheater Slicks,
Brothers Johnson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rufus Thomas,
10cc,
Sparks,
The Monks,
The Tremeloes,
Joensuu 1685,
Jeff Mills,
In Retrospect,
MDC,
The Happenings,
Subhumans,
The Saints,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cluster,
Lungfish,
Minny Pops,
Steve Hackett,
Derrick Morgan,
Erasure,
the Human League,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sonic Youth,
Crime,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobby Byrd,
Zapp,
Scion,
The Beau Brummels,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Young Rascals,
Eric Copeland,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Dead C,
U.S. Maple,
Television,
Tomorrow,
Althea and Donna,
Mary Jane Girls,
Surgeon,
Saccharine Trust,
Black Pus,
Icehouse,
The Techniques,
Royal Trux,
Juan Atkins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scrapy,
Graham Central Station,
OOIOO,
Brass Construction,
Matthew Halsall,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback 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.