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 India and from Cairo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sight & Sound to the disco 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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
10cc,
Sällskapet,
Davy DMX,
Hashim,
Ludus,
L. Decosne,
Gabor Szabo,
The Neon Judgement,
Howard Jones,
Shoche,
Arthur Verocai,
Big Daddy Kane,
Scrapy,
China Crisis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Porter Ricks,
Jeff Lynne,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gories,
Maleditus Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dave Clark Five,
Talk Talk,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Funkadelic,
Brass Construction,
The Blackbyrds,
Soul Sonic Force,
Metal Thangz,
Franke,
Robert Wyatt,
Quantec,
The Names,
Derrick May,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bang On A Can,
The Angels of Light,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Quando Quango,
Erasure,
Cybotron,
Ronnie Foster,
The Selecter,
The Blues Magoos,
KRS-One,
The J.B.'s,
The Evens,
The Music Machine,
Jacques Brel,
Dennis Brown,
Lucky Dragons,
Boz Scaggs,
The Associates,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Spoonie Gee,
The Trojans,
K-Klass,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.