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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Pretty Things to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Boogie Down Productions. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roxette,
Sixth Finger,
The Slits,
Television Personalities,
the Normal,
Tears for Fears,
John Holt,
Morten Harket,
The Pop Group,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dennis Brown,
OOIOO,
Derrick Morgan,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Procol Harum,
The Last Poets,
Alison Limerick,
Zapp,
Nik Kershaw,
Josef K,
Harry Pussy,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Moleskins,
The Buckinghams,
Kurtis Blow,
The Music Machine,
Curtis Mayfield,
T. Rex,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Idris Muhammad,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Remains,
Hoover,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Magazine,
Royal Trux,
Danielle Patucci,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Absolute Body Control,
JFA,
The Zeros,
Talk Talk,
Dawn Penn,
Lindisfarne,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Move,
Gastr Del Sol,
Underground Resistance,
Index,
Groovy Waters,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Leonard Cohen,
10cc,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Derrick May,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.