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 Bangladesh and from Lagos.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jesper Dahlback to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Magazine,
Roy Ayers,
Altered Images,
CMW,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roxette,
Quantec,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang Green,
The Vogues,
Alphaville,
Black Bananas,
Swans,
Rekid,
Rotary Connection,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Alarm Clocks,
Aural Exciters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
T.S.O.L.,
U.S. Maple,
Mr. Review,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Simply Red,
Matthew Halsall,
Pylon,
Supertramp,
Main Source,
Section 25,
Ice-T,
Cybotron,
Yusef Lateef,
Minor Threat,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Techniques,
Derrick Morgan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Slick Rick,
Subhumans,
Bobby Sherman,
The Invisible,
Dual Sessions,
Gabor Szabo,
Mandrill,
The Doors,
Arab on Radar,
Anthony Braxton,
The Black Dice,
Al Stewart,
Wally Richardson,
The Mojo Men,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Franke,
Chris & Cosey,
Mad Mike,
Heaven 17,
Jerry's Kids,
Barclay James Harvest,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.