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 Poland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The United States of America to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gang of Four. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Funky Four + One,
Sugar Minott,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Residents,
Siglo XX,
Sam Rivers,
Metal Thangz,
Brass Construction,
Marvin Gaye,
Graham Central Station,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Golliwogs,
DJ Style,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Crispian St. Peters,
Henry Cow,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scrapy,
Black Pus,
Talk Talk,
The Smiths,
Liliput,
X-101,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bluetip,
Thompson Twins,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cameo,
Kayak,
Donny Hathaway,
Fluxion,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Robert Görl,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jeff Lynne,
Masters at Work,
Prince Buster,
The Neon Judgement,
Wings,
Supertramp,
D'Angelo,
Icehouse,
Kool Moe Dee,
10cc,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Names,
Procol Harum,
Matthew Halsall,
Rites of Spring,
Flipper,
Blake Baxter,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Tremeloes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Pretty Things,
Negative Approach,
Peter & Gordon,
Niagra,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.