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 Tanzania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Barrington Levy to the grime 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Excepter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tres Demented,
Camouflage,
Surgeon,
Lalann,
The Five Americans,
10cc,
The Last Poets,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jacob Miller,
Yellowson,
Rapeman,
The Invisible,
The Gun Club,
The Move,
The Walker Brothers,
Funky Four + One,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Technova,
Radio Birdman,
Lalo Schifrin,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Moody Blues,
Delon & Dalcan,
Can,
Neil Young,
The Fall,
Echospace,
The Names,
Chris & Cosey,
Section 25,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Reagan Youth,
Lou Reed,
New York Dolls,
Gang Green,
Pierre Henry,
Qualms,
Vainqueur,
Dennis Brown,
the Normal,
Angry Samoans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Barracudas,
James White and The Blacks,
The Electric Prunes,
John Coltrane,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Görl,
Joyce Sims,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rekid,
Bad Manners,
Essential Logic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pole,
China Crisis,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.