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 Chad and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Dave Gahan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
The Searchers,
Minor Threat,
Los Fastidios,
Public Enemy,
The Star Department,
Index,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tim Buckley,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pussy Galore,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Alarm Clocks,
Avey Tare,
Sandy B,
Scion,
Joyce Sims,
Flipper,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Alton Ellis,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Sonics,
Marmalade,
The Offenders,
Lindisfarne,
Infiniti,
Lou Christie,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Model 500,
Cheater Slicks,
Nas,
Ludus,
Mo-Dettes,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Das Ding,
Rakim,
Mars,
Joey Negro,
Qualms,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soft Machine,
Ituana,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Cowsills,
Audionom,
Porter Ricks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Byrd,
Lucky Dragons,
Bill Wells,
The Barracudas,
Theoretical Girls,
Moss Icon,
Skriet,
Brand Nubian,
Morten Harket,
Cymande,
Albert Ayler,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.