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 Serbia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Dennis Brown to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Dennis Brown,
Banda Bassotti,
the Association,
F. McDonald,
Basic Channel,
Lower 48,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Soul II Soul,
Bad Manners,
The New Christs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Nas,
The Last Poets,
Yusef Lateef,
Sparks,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fat Boys,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Cal Tjader,
Visage,
Saccharine Trust,
The Slits,
Jeff Lynne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
These Immortal Souls,
The Sound,
Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gil Scott Heron,
Flash Fearless,
Liliput,
Excepter,
Bill Near,
Warren Ellis,
The J.B.'s,
Gang Green,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nils Olav,
The Misunderstood,
Faust,
Subhumans,
Bluetip,
Public Enemy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pylon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rosa Yemen,
Avey Tare,
Dave Gahan,
The Remains,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Stereo Dub,
Cymande,
Roger Hodgson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Black Bananas,
Brand Nubian,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.