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 Jordan and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rufus Thomas to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visage,
The American Breed,
Siglo XX,
Minnie Riperton,
Lucky Dragons,
Basic Channel,
Maleditus Sound,
Ronan,
Bush Tetras,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fat Boys,
Section 25,
Piero Umiliani,
Cal Tjader,
Public Image Ltd.,
Darondo,
Neil Young,
Eric Dolphy,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Pop Group,
Pagans,
Marc Almond,
Q65,
Q and Not U,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Junior Murvin,
Ponytail,
Kerri Chandler,
Little Man,
Desert Stars,
Judy Mowatt,
The Zeros,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Index,
Motorama,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fear,
Pantaleimon,
Blossom Toes,
John Foxx,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Neu!,
X-102,
One Last Wish,
The Neon Judgement,
Crime,
LL Cool J,
Jacob Miller,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Janne Schatter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
K-Klass,
Nas,
Hashim,
the Human League,
Glenn Branca,
The Smiths,
The Misunderstood,
Groovy Waters,
Derrick May,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.