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 Namibia and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 a-ha to the rap 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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Swans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Bar-Kays,
Radiohead,
Pole,
Arab on Radar,
the Slits,
The Count Five,
Brand Nubian,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
DNA,
Toni Rubio,
cv313,
Monolake,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Sonics,
Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
Accadde A,
Ituana,
World's Most,
Barbara Tucker,
Fear,
The Toasters,
Graham Central Station,
Saccharine Trust,
Hoover,
Audionom,
Kool Moe Dee,
Althea and Donna,
Newcleus,
Youth Brigade,
The Red Krayola,
Roxette,
La Düsseldorf,
Erasure,
John Holt,
The American Breed,
Q65,
a-ha,
Sun City Girls,
June Days,
Harmonia,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lee Hazlewood,
ABBA,
L. Decosne,
Qualms,
Barclay James Harvest,
Liliput,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Grandmaster Flash,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Sheep,
Crispian St. Peters,
Deadbeat,
Black Flag,
Young Marble Giants,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.