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 Russia and from Edmonton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 rhodes 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 Sight & Sound to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Liliput,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Quantec,
Fatback Band,
Panda Bear,
Talk Talk,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Glenn Branca,
Fad Gadget,
Nick Fraelich,
Blake Baxter,
Motorama,
Soulsonic Force,
Barrington Levy,
Pulsallama,
Jeff Lynne,
Livin' Joy,
Cal Tjader,
Yazoo,
Dark Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ronnie Foster,
David Axelrod,
Scrapy,
The Human League,
Rotary Connection,
Zapp,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Smog,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
F. McDonald,
New York Dolls,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Steve Hackett,
Byron Stingily,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mad Mike,
Japan,
Radiohead,
Stiv Bators,
Ultra Naté,
The Happenings,
Supertramp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Graham Central Station,
Funky Four + One,
This Heat,
Depeche Mode,
Bauhaus,
The Golliwogs,
Guru Guru,
Sixth Finger,
Alphaville,
Skarface,
Godley & Creme,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.