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 Finland 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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Deadbeat to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Reuben Wilson,
Von Mondo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ornette Coleman,
Gang of Four,
Leonard Cohen,
The Standells,
Alton Ellis,
Panda Bear,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Black Dice,
Inner City,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Human League,
The Kinks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fad Gadget,
Dawn Penn,
PIL,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hardrive,
Grey Daturas,
Stiv Bators,
The Star Department,
Monolake,
The Count Five,
Public Enemy,
The Five Americans,
Roxette,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Deadbeat,
Ludus,
Rekid,
Theoretical Girls,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neu!,
Young Marble Giants,
Donny Hathaway,
Ash Ra Tempel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Fire Engines,
The J.B.'s,
Tubeway Army,
Loose Ends,
Barrington Levy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jeff Mills,
K-Klass,
The Associates,
Jeru the Damaja,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crooked Eye,
The Detroit Cobras,
CMW,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Wolf Eyes,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.