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 Ireland and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 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 Skarface to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
The Fugs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Wake,
Groovy Waters,
Royal Trux,
Lyres,
X-102,
Funky Four + One,
The Index,
Judy Mowatt,
Half Japanese,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joyce Sims,
The Skatalites,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Evens,
R.M.O.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Flesh Eaters,
Section 25,
K-Klass,
B.T. Express,
Amon Düül,
Q and Not U,
Tommy Roe,
The Gap Band,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Camberwell Now,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fad Gadget,
Q65,
The Victims,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alison Limerick,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hoover,
Skarface,
Nation of Ulysses,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Residents,
Alphaville,
Rosa Yemen,
The J.B.'s,
Ronnie Foster,
Mad Mike,
Easy Going,
John Foxx,
Franke,
Idris Muhammad,
Siglo XX,
Warren Ellis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ken Boothe,
Sällskapet,
Man Parrish,
Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith, Lonnie Liston Smith.
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.