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 Monaco and from Winnipeg.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Eden Ahbez to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Groovy Waters,
Intrusion,
Rod Modell,
Chrome,
Gastr Del Sol,
OOIOO,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boz Scaggs,
The Smoke,
The Raincoats,
Basic Channel,
Josef K,
Barbara Tucker,
Quadrant,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
One Last Wish,
The Barracudas,
Black Moon,
The Golliwogs,
Alison Limerick,
Dave Gahan,
Charles Mingus,
Neu!,
Warren Ellis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Arab on Radar,
Moebius,
Sight & Sound,
John Lydon,
Cal Tjader,
PIL,
Danielle Patucci,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wire,
Funkadelic,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Trumans Water,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Visage,
DJ Sneak,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Terry,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ice-T,
Schoolly D,
Amon Düül II,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Johnny Osbourne,
Avey Tare,
Porter Ricks,
Judy Mowatt,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tropical Tobacco,
DJ Style,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hasil Adkins,
Urselle,
Los Fastidios,
Swell Maps,
Kas Product,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.