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 Qatar and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Cecil Taylor to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Absolute Body Control,
Eddi Front,
Massinfluence,
Crash Course in Science,
Lower 48,
Dual Sessions,
Black Bananas,
Pole,
Main Source,
Bill Near,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Gories,
The Monochrome Set,
Camouflage,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
DJ Sneak,
Con Funk Shun,
Blake Baxter,
Neil Young,
Depeche Mode,
Rod Modell,
Urselle,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Quantec,
Laurel Aitken,
Al Stewart,
Technova,
Radio Birdman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Skatalites,
Anakelly,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skriet,
DNA,
Erykah Badu,
Byron Stingily,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grauzone,
Mandrill,
Young Marble Giants,
Public Enemy,
Alton Ellis,
Iggy Pop,
Delta 5,
Mars,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quadrant,
The Gladiators,
Lindisfarne,
June Days,
Lalann,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Minutemen,
The Birthday Party,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.