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 Syria 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba 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 Godley & Creme to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a sitar 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 organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Martian,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Fall,
FM Einheit,
Bauhaus,
Traffic Nightmare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Soft Machine,
Zero Boys,
John Foxx,
The Zeros,
Niagra,
Archie Shepp,
Wasted Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Stooges,
The Real Kids,
Swell Maps,
The Vogues,
Juan Atkins,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Animal Collective,
Terry Callier,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Negative Approach,
The Cowsills,
Surgeon,
Eric Dolphy,
Aaron Thompson,
OOIOO,
Prince Buster,
Dead Boys,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cybotron,
Crime,
Skarface,
Banda Bassotti,
Tim Buckley,
The Pretty Things,
Fluxion,
Skriet,
Average White Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jerry's Kids,
Bluetip,
Parry Music,
X-102,
Youth Brigade,
Black Pus,
the Slits,
Simply Red,
Erasure,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Star Department,
Von Mondo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sonny Sharrock,
Johnny Clarke,
ABBA,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.