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 Thailand and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 marimba 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 Avey Tare to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Larry & the Blue Notes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
MC5,
Sparks,
The Offenders,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Thompson Twins,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Barry Ungar,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Massinfluence,
Ponytail,
Carl Craig,
Can,
Ultravox,
Half Japanese,
Mad Mike,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alton Ellis,
Joey Negro,
Isaac Hayes,
The Gap Band,
Cameo,
Dennis Brown,
Average White Band,
Franke,
Soulsonic Force,
Cecil Taylor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Subhumans,
Spoonie Gee,
T.S.O.L.,
Max Romeo,
The Star Department,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Quadrant,
Heaven 17,
Silicon Teens,
The Saints,
Arthur Verocai,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Panda Bear,
UT,
Sex Pistols,
The Neon Judgement,
Wire,
X-Ray Spex,
Neil Young,
Jerry Gold Smith,
LL Cool J,
Joe Smooth,
Pole,
Tommy Roe,
Hasil Adkins,
Boogie Down Productions,
Buzzcocks,
Funky Four + One,
Agitation Free,
Prince Buster,
Scott Walker,
Jacob Miller,
Warren Ellis,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.