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 Senegal and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Modern Lovers to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 EPMD. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mars,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Television Personalities,
Moss Icon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Visage,
Shuggie Otis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kaleidoscope,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lightning Bolt,
Jawbox,
The Litter,
Quando Quango,
Lucky Dragons,
Yaz,
Michelle Simonal,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Rundgren,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Black Dice,
Boogie Down Productions,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joyce Sims,
DJ Style,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Angels of Light,
Blancmange,
Fear,
Easy Going,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Smoke,
Ohio Players,
The Detroit Cobras,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Babytalk,
Saccharine Trust,
Dawn Penn,
Surgeon,
Adolescents,
Black Bananas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Procol Harum,
Minny Pops,
T.S.O.L.,
Cal Tjader,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Beau Brummels,
Altered Images,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Electric Prunes,
Deadbeat,
Lebanon Hanover,
CMW,
The Shadows of Knight,
cv313,
Cymande,
Tom Boy,
Suicide,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.