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 Dominica and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron 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 The Selecter to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lalann,
Harmonia,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Intrusion,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gang Green,
Marshall Jefferson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry's Kids,
The Walker Brothers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Iggy Pop,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Golliwogs,
The Young Rascals,
Andrew Hill,
Fatback Band,
The United States of America,
Quadrant,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sound,
Liliput,
Japan,
Tres Demented,
June of 44,
the Germs,
Wasted Youth,
Crash Course in Science,
Joey Negro,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Country Teasers,
The Seeds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
cv313,
Crispy Ambulance,
Tears for Fears,
Ohio Players,
Clear Light,
Metal Thangz,
Vainqueur,
Hoover,
Trumans Water,
Pagans,
10cc,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Amon Düül II,
Dennis Brown,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wolf Eyes,
The Remains,
Barry Ungar,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Slackers,
Freddie Wadling,
Derrick May,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.