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 Qatar and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 clarinet 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the electroclash 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Hood,
The Pop Group,
Scrapy,
Cybotron,
Lou Christie,
Ken Boothe,
The Saints,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Colin Newman,
Electric Prunes,
Althea and Donna,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Blancmange,
Gong,
Letta Mbulu,
Bang On A Can,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Busters,
Sexual Harrassment,
John Coltrane,
Delta 5,
Make Up,
Matthew Bourne,
Eddi Front,
John Holt,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
World's Most,
Bill Wells,
Y Pants,
Babytalk,
Lakeside,
cv313,
The Fortunes,
David Bowie,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Warsaw,
Henry Cow,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobby Byrd,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bill Near,
Throbbing Gristle,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Albert Ayler,
Sonny Sharrock,
Dual Sessions,
John Foxx,
The Cure,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Black Pus,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hardrive,
ABBA,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Dirtbombs,
Suicide,
Roger Hodgson,
Dave Gahan,
Hasil Adkins,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.