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 Serbia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Gil Scott Heron to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Funkadelic,
Ponytail,
ABC,
Jacques Brel,
In Retrospect,
Suburban Knight,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Real Kids,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Popol Vuh,
Sun Ra,
L. Decosne,
Amon Düül,
The New Christs,
Alphaville,
The Remains,
Gang of Four,
the Slits,
David McCallum,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thompson Twins,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang Green,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Section 25,
Skarface,
Blancmange,
Circle Jerks,
Basic Channel,
Yellowson,
Television Personalities,
The Moleskins,
June Days,
Godley & Creme,
Intrusion,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Judy Mowatt,
EPMD,
Cecil Taylor,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agent Orange,
Rakim,
Rufus Thomas,
Monks,
The Fortunes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bill Near,
JFA,
The Offenders,
Radio Birdman,
Glambeats Corp.,
DNA,
Theoretical Girls,
K-Klass,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.