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 Madagascar and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Stereo Dub to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb 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 rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Idris Muhammad,
The Divine Comedy,
Iggy Pop,
Lindisfarne,
DJ Sneak,
Glambeats Corp.,
Agitation Free,
The American Breed,
Ultravox,
Sällskapet,
Schoolly D,
John Cale,
Jacques Brel,
Intrusion,
The Misunderstood,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
CMW,
Pylon,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Slits,
Monks,
Juan Atkins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Wake,
Duran Duran,
Lower 48,
The Motions,
Kurtis Blow,
Reagan Youth,
Anthony Braxton,
Derrick Morgan,
Guru Guru,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Count Five,
L. Decosne,
UT,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Deepchord,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Avey Tare,
Cameo,
Gang Green,
Altered Images,
John Holt,
Delon & Dalcan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pet Shop Boys,
Jimmy McGriff,
MDC,
Gabor Szabo,
Quadrant,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mandrill,
Drexciya,
Colin Newman,
K-Klass,
Neu!,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.