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 Spain and from Edmonton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 808 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Rod Modell,
Nico,
Cameo,
The Real Kids,
Leonard Cohen,
Ossler,
New Order,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
AZ,
Dennis Brown,
The Names,
Black Bananas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Angels of Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deadbeat,
The Monks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Spandau Ballet,
Tommy Roe,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Morten Harket,
Pylon,
Idris Muhammad,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Cale,
Angry Samoans,
Junior Murvin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Tres Demented,
The Gories,
Scott Walker,
Lou Christie,
Marvin Gaye,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Wyatt,
Au Pairs,
Charles Mingus,
the Association,
Sarah Menescal,
The Detroit Cobras,
Little Man,
Funkadelic,
Gong,
The Offenders,
Gang Starr,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Quadrant,
Skaos,
Animal Collective,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Royal Trux,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Freddie Wadling,
Audionom,
Eurythmics,
Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco, Tropical Tobacco.
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.