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 Haiti and from Houston.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the güiro 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 Q65 to the grime 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Divine Comedy,
The Modern Lovers,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Green,
The Slackers,
OOIOO,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Seeds,
cv313,
Albert Ayler,
Magma,
Junior Murvin,
David Bowie,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sixth Finger,
Rod Modell,
The New Christs,
Faust,
Metal Thangz,
The Walker Brothers,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fuzztones,
Ralphi Rosario,
Reuben Wilson,
Niagra,
Lungfish,
Colin Newman,
L. Decosne,
Q and Not U,
Bad Manners,
Peter and Kerry,
The Gun Club,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Bar-Kays,
Carl Craig,
Kaleidoscope,
Ronan,
Robert Hood,
The Smoke,
Oblivians,
Hoover,
The Neon Judgement,
Visage,
Frankie Knuckles,
John Coltrane,
Talk Talk,
Jeru the Damaja,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pagans,
The Last Poets,
Das Ding,
K-Klass,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Robert Görl,
The Detroit Cobras,
Blancmange,
Eric Dolphy,
The Blackbyrds,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lalo Schifrin,
Suburban Knight,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.