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 Kenya and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Carl Craig,
Hot Snakes,
JFA,
The Sonics,
Stetsasonic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Y Pants,
Scion,
Matthew Bourne,
Metal Thangz,
Marine Girls,
ABC,
The Motions,
Delon & Dalcan,
ABBA,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rhythm & Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
The American Breed,
Trumans Water,
Kurtis Blow,
the Fania All-Stars,
Steve Hackett,
Jacob Miller,
Icehouse,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eve St. Jones,
Alice Coltrane,
Jawbox,
Second Layer,
Glambeats Corp.,
Deakin,
The Fire Engines,
Eric B and Rakim,
Aswad,
Lyres,
Inner City,
Mad Mike,
FM Einheit,
Roy Ayers,
Scott Walker,
Pet Shop Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pierre Henry,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Gap Band,
The Knickerbockers,
MDC,
Minnie Riperton,
Dave Gahan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gang Gang Dance,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun City Girls,
Circle Jerks,
Funkadelic,
Mission of Burma,
Minny Pops,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.