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 Latvia and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jesper Dahlback to the funk 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Black Sheep,
Radiohead,
The Techniques,
The Leaves,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker,
Pierre Henry,
Traffic Nightmare,
Maleditus Sound,
Siglo XX,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Cecil Taylor,
Underground Resistance,
Jeru the Damaja,
Accadde A,
DJ Style,
Sexual Harrassment,
Fela Kuti,
The Trojans,
The Cure,
the Bar-Kays,
Section 25,
John Coltrane,
Peter & Gordon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Quantec,
Talk Talk,
Flamin' Groovies,
Mandrill,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Byrd,
The Walker Brothers,
The J.B.'s,
Barrington Levy,
Dual Sessions,
U.S. Maple,
Barry Ungar,
Yellowson,
John Foxx,
Blossom Toes,
Lower 48,
Reuben Wilson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scrapy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
KRS-One,
The Modern Lovers,
Half Japanese,
Surgeon,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pussy Galore,
Wire,
Boogie Down Productions,
Smog,
Blancmange,
the Human League,
Steve Hackett,
The Misunderstood,
Max Romeo,
The Kinks,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.