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 Maldives and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Max Romeo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a R.M.O. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Carl Craig,
Brothers Johnson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pulsallama,
The Count Five,
Newcleus,
Cheater Slicks,
The Smiths,
Kenny Larkin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Subhumans,
Shoche,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Television Personalities,
Mr. Review,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
L. Decosne,
Can,
Sex Pistols,
Alton Ellis,
the Association,
Warsaw,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gang Starr,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Hasil Adkins,
Gil Scott Heron,
Peter and Kerry,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fatback Band,
Ituana,
Marc Almond,
Groovy Waters,
Roxy Music,
The Cure,
Bad Manners,
Severed Heads,
Delta 5,
Roxette,
the Human League,
Joy Division,
The Blackbyrds,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Hill,
Youth Brigade,
Underground Resistance,
The Golliwogs,
Thee Headcoats,
Smog,
Johnny Clarke,
Roger Hodgson,
Eurythmics,
The Five Americans,
PIL,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Procol Harum,
The Associates,
Mad Mike,
The Neon Judgement,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.