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 Ukraine and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Drexciya to the techno 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Intrusion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Malaria!,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül,
KRS-One,
Rosa Yemen,
Joe Finger,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dark Day,
Zero Boys,
Cameo,
Shoche,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Stooges,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Organ,
Fad Gadget,
Funky Four + One,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Young Rascals,
Underground Resistance,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun Ra,
Banda Bassotti,
Matthew Halsall,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Shadows of Knight,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Martian,
The Doors,
Kayak,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marvin Gaye,
B.T. Express,
Inner City,
Thompson Twins,
Outsiders,
Michelle Simonal,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Electric Prunes,
Yusef Lateef,
X-101,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Mojo Men,
Symarip,
Ultimate Spinach,
The American Breed,
Bobby Womack,
X-Ray Spex,
Bootsy Collins,
Rhythm & Sound,
David McCallum,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Magazine,
Metal Thangz,
This Heat,
Parry Music,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sandy B,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.