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 Kyrgyzstan and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Echospace to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heavy D & The Boyz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oneida record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Harmonia,
UT,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Toasters,
The Happenings,
Gang of Four,
Aural Exciters,
The Busters,
T.S.O.L.,
The Pop Group,
The Electric Prunes,
Outsiders,
Lindisfarne,
Peter & Gordon,
Cluster,
Arab on Radar,
Thee Headcoats,
Parry Music,
Magazine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Brand Nubian,
Arcadia,
Symarip,
David McCallum,
Quando Quango,
Au Pairs,
Fluxion,
Silicon Teens,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed,
Delta 5,
Sound Behaviour,
E-Dancer,
JFA,
Prince Buster,
Traffic Nightmare,
Ohio Players,
Dead Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
Faust,
Joe Finger,
Andrew Hill,
The Count Five,
Gang Green,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Theoretical Girls,
Pylon,
The Red Krayola,
Blancmange,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Roger Hodgson,
Lou Christie,
Godley & Creme,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Oneida,
Liliput,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Simply Red,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ornette Coleman,
Icehouse,
Saccharine Trust,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.