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 Gambia and from Manila.
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 Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Von Mondo to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
H. Thieme,
The Happenings,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Skatalites,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Oneida,
The Beau Brummels,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Black Flag,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Sheep,
LL Cool J,
Faust,
Patti Smith,
Mr. Review,
The Human League,
The Modern Lovers,
Todd Terry,
Spandau Ballet,
Michelle Simonal,
Moby Grape,
the Slits,
Warren Ellis,
The Slackers,
Davy DMX,
Johnny Clarke,
The Fuzztones,
John Lydon,
Brand Nubian,
Man Eating Sloth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mission of Burma,
Interpol,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Knickerbockers,
Minnie Riperton,
Sound Behaviour,
Slick Rick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mandrill,
Slave,
John Holt,
Ituana,
Mantronix,
The Five Americans,
B.T. Express,
Sixth Finger,
Jerry's Kids,
Quando Quango,
Terry Callier,
The Young Rascals,
Tom Boy,
Stereo Dub,
Harry Pussy,
Jeff Lynne,
Aaron Thompson,
Judy Mowatt,
Marmalade,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.