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 Mongolia and from Portland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Symarip,
Susan Cadogan,
Young Marble Giants,
Mandrill,
Japan,
Con Funk Shun,
Alison Limerick,
Gerry Rafferty,
Outsiders,
Vladislav Delay,
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
The Raincoats,
Zapp,
Spoonie Gee,
Scan 7,
Avey Tare,
The Walker Brothers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Isaac Hayes,
The Black Dice,
Tomorrow,
Theoretical Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mark Hollis,
Matthew Bourne,
Ituana,
Howard Jones,
Lou Christie,
Eddi Front,
The Buckinghams,
Pole,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Silicon Teens,
Freddie Wadling,
Vainqueur,
Agent Orange,
Essential Logic,
Gichy Dan,
Hardrive,
Yazoo,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Slackers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cluster,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Desert Stars,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Searchers,
E-Dancer,
Public Enemy,
Inner City,
Glambeats Corp.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Moleskins,
Drexciya,
The Real Kids,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.