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 Taiwan and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer 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 Bill Near to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
The Last Poets,
Aural Exciters,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fat Boys,
The Victims,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lower 48,
Public Enemy,
Agitation Free,
Ultra Naté,
James White and The Blacks,
Sound Behaviour,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Gladiators,
Drive Like Jehu,
Terry Callier,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mission of Burma,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Erykah Badu,
Black Pus,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Sheep,
The Divine Comedy,
Icehouse,
The Fall,
10cc,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Slackers,
Peter & Gordon,
Qualms,
Davy DMX,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Graham Central Station,
Max Romeo,
Janne Schatter,
FM Einheit,
Porter Ricks,
The Smiths,
The Invisible,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crime,
Ronan,
Model 500,
Zero Boys,
Bill Wells,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mars,
Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review, Mr. Review.
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.