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 East Timor and from London.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Delta 5 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
Chrome,
Graham Central Station,
MC5,
Ultra Naté,
The Doors,
Mo-Dettes,
Eric Copeland,
The Selecter,
Matthew Halsall,
Gong,
Skaos,
Eurythmics,
Roy Ayers,
Visage,
JFA,
Intrusion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Finger,
Dead Boys,
Donny Hathaway,
The J.B.'s,
Brand Nubian,
Ossler,
The Kinks,
Altered Images,
Frankie Knuckles,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeff Lynne,
OOIOO,
The United States of America,
Symarip,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Matthew Bourne,
Fat Boys,
The Toasters,
Althea and Donna,
The Walker Brothers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Young Marble Giants,
Al Stewart,
Ludus,
Rekid,
Joe Smooth,
Bill Wells,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Godley & Creme,
Soul II Soul,
Faraquet,
10cc,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dawn Penn,
Donald Byrd,
Infiniti,
Todd Rundgren,
Sight & Sound,
Warren Ellis,
Deepchord,
Audionom,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Swell Maps,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.