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 Antigua and from Accra.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 oboe 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 D'Angelo to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Talk Talk,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Wyatt,
The Leaves,
Gang Gang Dance,
Panda Bear,
Eve St. Jones,
Dennis Brown,
Unwound,
the Soft Cell,
Mo-Dettes,
The Index,
Sixth Finger,
Carl Craig,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The United States of America,
Lou Christie,
June of 44,
Urselle,
Arab on Radar,
Eli Mardock,
Motorama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bluetip,
Soul II Soul,
The Kinks,
James White and The Blacks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Deakin,
Brand Nubian,
Big Daddy Kane,
Blake Baxter,
Bauhaus,
Television,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
MC5,
Jerry's Kids,
Rotary Connection,
Cheater Slicks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Youth Brigade,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lucky Dragons,
Rod Modell,
Country Teasers,
Radiohead,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Excepter,
The Moleskins,
The Remains,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nation of Ulysses,
Echospace,
The Fortunes,
John Lydon,
Duran Duran,
Peter & Gordon,
Rufus Thomas,
Joe Finger,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brick,
R.M.O.,
Dave Gahan,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.