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 Grenada and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Joe Smooth to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quando Quango,
The Barracudas,
Nils Olav,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kayak,
Fatback Band,
James White and The Blacks,
David Bowie,
Kas Product,
Babytalk,
Ituana,
Oneida,
Fear,
New Order,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Niagra,
The Electric Prunes,
Massinfluence,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Arab on Radar,
The Alarm Clocks,
Siglo XX,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Moss Icon,
Technova,
Kerri Chandler,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tropical Tobacco,
Make Up,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
10cc,
These Immortal Souls,
Althea and Donna,
The J.B.'s,
Gastr Del Sol,
Peter & Gordon,
Drexciya,
Peter and Kerry,
The Tremeloes,
Youth Brigade,
James Chance & The Contortions,
the Swans,
Rod Modell,
Deakin,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Gang Gang Dance,
8 Eyed Spy,
Unrelated Segments,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Steve Hackett,
Depeche Mode,
the Bar-Kays,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
MDC,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.