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 Tuvalu and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Stockholm.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Standells to the jazz 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 Joey Negro. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
Agitation Free,
The Offenders,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sister Nancy,
Icehouse,
Lucky Dragons,
Scientists,
Magazine,
Visage,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brothers Johnson,
John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Reagan Youth,
Drexciya,
Darondo,
Ornette Coleman,
Chris Corsano,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Litter,
Junior Murvin,
Aloha Tigers,
Joe Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Matthew Bourne,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Joey Negro,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Slackers,
Jawbox,
Mary Jane Girls,
Intrusion,
Underground Resistance,
Ohio Players,
Byron Stingily,
Pagans,
Hasil Adkins,
Monolake,
the Human League,
The Misunderstood,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marine Girls,
Anakelly,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeru the Damaja,
Deadbeat,
Nirvana,
June of 44,
Magma,
Colin Newman,
A Certain Ratio,
The Cure,
New York Dolls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bang On A Can,
Minutemen,
Graham Central Station,
Stereo Dub,
Matthew Halsall,
Alphaville,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.