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 Panama and from Calgary.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Todd Terry to the crunk 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Maleditus Sound,
Donald Byrd,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kaleidoscope,
DNA,
Todd Terry,
The Dirtbombs,
Ornette Coleman,
Intrusion,
Connie Case,
Morten Harket,
Amon Düül II,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Radio Birdman,
Camouflage,
The Gap Band,
Skarface,
Dead Boys,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Blake Baxter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fad Gadget,
The Modern Lovers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Deakin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Au Pairs,
Moebius,
Toni Rubio,
Pantaleimon,
Vladislav Delay,
Ronan,
The Fugs,
the Swans,
Al Stewart,
Mary Jane Girls,
Livin' Joy,
Black Sheep,
Bush Tetras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Cale,
Soft Cell,
Bauhaus,
Isaac Hayes,
New York Dolls,
Kas Product,
Q65,
Graham Central Station,
Deepchord,
Johnny Clarke,
Tres Demented,
Don Cherry,
Man Parrish,
Newcleus,
the Germs,
The Moody Blues,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ituana,
David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod, David Axelrod.
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.