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 Portugal and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba 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 10cc to the funk 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 Litter. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Hashim,
Michelle Simonal,
the Sonics,
Sight & Sound,
Young Marble Giants,
Technova,
The Pop Group,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Procol Harum,
Bootsy Collins,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Audionom,
The Techniques,
Roger Hodgson,
Pierre Henry,
Kurtis Blow,
Panda Bear,
Scratch Acid,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bronski Beat,
Sarah Menescal,
Nirvana,
Sex Pistols,
Average White Band,
Soft Machine,
Oblivians,
The Standells,
Skaos,
Spandau Ballet,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Fania All-Stars,
Maurizio,
Todd Terry,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rotary Connection,
The Cure,
Scan 7,
Drexciya,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hasil Adkins,
Minny Pops,
Mandrill,
Cymande,
Lungfish,
Jawbox,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Reed,
Cheater Slicks,
Joey Negro,
Lyres,
Con Funk Shun,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Intrusion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Bar-Kays,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Wake,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.