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 Egypt 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bill Near 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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Parry Music,
Kayak,
Franke,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Monochrome Set,
Letta Mbulu,
Bang On A Can,
Bobby Byrd,
Howard Jones,
the Normal,
Aloha Tigers,
Toni Rubio,
Danielle Patucci,
Au Pairs,
Heaven 17,
Gang Green,
Harpers Bizarre,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Golliwogs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Angry Samoans,
Supertramp,
Flipper,
Joe Smooth,
Bizarre Inc.,
Section 25,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Slick Rick,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ultra Naté,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Youth Brigade,
T. Rex,
Rapeman,
Pere Ubu,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Saints,
Leonard Cohen,
Bad Manners,
Rotary Connection,
Brick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Crispy Ambulance,
Derrick Morgan,
The Kinks,
Tim Buckley,
Dead Boys,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Coltrane,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Minutemen,
The Moody Blues,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Count Five,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Inner City,
Maurizio,
The Litter,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.