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 the UAE and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 David McCallum to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every F. McDonald record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Niagra,
Mission of Burma,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Agitation Free,
Suburban Knight,
Au Pairs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rod Modell,
Robert Wyatt,
Sparks,
Henry Cow,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Gerry Rafferty,
H. Thieme,
The Electric Prunes,
Schoolly D,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Names,
DJ Style,
New Age Steppers,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Halsall,
Delta 5,
Bobby Sherman,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jeff Lynne,
Avey Tare,
Slick Rick,
Boz Scaggs,
T. Rex,
Al Stewart,
Scratch Acid,
Alton Ellis,
Pantytec,
the Bar-Kays,
Masters at Work,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Piero Umiliani,
Television Personalities,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Groovy Waters,
The Selecter,
Yazoo,
the Association,
Hashim,
Black Flag,
Matthew Bourne,
X-Ray Spex,
June Days,
Gang Green,
Procol Harum,
Marshall Jefferson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Dark Day,
Cal Tjader,
Nick Fraelich,
Tommy Roe,
Dual Sessions,
Bob Dylan,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.