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 Brazil and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Peter and Kerry to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Dual Sessions,
Aswad,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Toni Rubio,
Sugar Minott,
La Düsseldorf,
Scott Walker,
The Last Poets,
Rekid,
Circle Jerks,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alton Ellis,
Scan 7,
Animal Collective,
Echospace,
Pole,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Amon Düül,
Deepchord,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Happenings,
The Techniques,
Joensuu 1685,
The Real Kids,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Supertramp,
The Black Dice,
Pharoah Sanders,
CMW,
The Mummies,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Johnny Clarke,
The Smoke,
Massinfluence,
H. Thieme,
Half Japanese,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blossom Toes,
Panda Bear,
Sixth Finger,
Marvin Gaye,
Yusef Lateef,
Wings,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scientists,
Hoover,
Crime,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Derrick Morgan,
A Certain Ratio,
The Standells,
Peter & Gordon,
the Soft Cell,
Pulsallama,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.