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 Pakistan and from Seoul.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the jazz 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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Aloha Tigers,
Depeche Mode,
The Happenings,
Heaven 17,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
These Immortal Souls,
Television Personalities,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobby Womack,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Thompson Twins,
Pantytec,
The Pretty Things,
The Gun Club,
The Index,
The Last Poets,
Inner City,
Kas Product,
The Raincoats,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Youth Brigade,
Oneida,
Country Teasers,
Shuggie Otis,
China Crisis,
Joy Division,
The Black Dice,
Ronnie Foster,
the Fania All-Stars,
Vladislav Delay,
Eric Copeland,
The Blues Magoos,
Zapp,
Pierre Henry,
Byron Stingily,
The Fugs,
The Count Five,
The Moleskins,
Loose Ends,
The Move,
Drive Like Jehu,
Steve Hackett,
Johnny Clarke,
UT,
Graham Central Station,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bad Manners,
Japan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ralphi Rosario,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Danielle Patucci,
Boz Scaggs,
Deepchord,
MC5,
The Red Krayola,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roxette,
The Techniques,
Zero Boys,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.