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 Lithuania and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mr. Review to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 United States of America. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter & Gordon,
Joe Smooth,
Rosa Yemen,
The Dead C,
Khruangbin,
The Angels of Light,
The Residents,
Scrapy,
Reagan Youth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Cameo,
The Gap Band,
One Last Wish,
Tomorrow,
Barbara Tucker,
David McCallum,
Danielle Patucci,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bobby Sherman,
Dead Boys,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eurythmics,
Camberwell Now,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jacob Miller,
Qualms,
the Sonics,
Eric Copeland,
Howard Jones,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ornette Coleman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Duran Duran,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Guru Guru,
Intrusion,
Kerri Chandler,
Curtis Mayfield,
Crime,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Trojans,
Gichy Dan,
The Standells,
Quadrant,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Black Bananas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Anakelly,
The Five Americans,
Amon Düül,
Isaac Hayes,
Mr. Review,
The Invisible,
The Tremeloes,
Suburban Knight,
Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside, Lakeside.
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.