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 Greece and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the punk 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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Red Krayola 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Christie,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Walker Brothers,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Hill,
Piero Umiliani,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bluetip,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Velvet Underground,
Country Teasers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mandrill,
MDC,
The Real Kids,
Section 25,
David Bowie,
Roy Ayers,
Bronski Beat,
Morten Harket,
The Gories,
Crispy Ambulance,
Kayak,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Theoretical Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lalo Schifrin,
EPMD,
Vladislav Delay,
Jeff Lynne,
Ronnie Foster,
The Seeds,
Deepchord,
Crispian St. Peters,
Q and Not U,
Funky Four + One,
Alphaville,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fad Gadget,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barrington Levy,
Joey Negro,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Monochrome Set,
The Buckinghams,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
X-102,
Scion,
Reuben Wilson,
Young Marble Giants,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gladiators,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Happenings,
Alton Ellis,
Minor Threat,
Pussy Galore,
The United States of America,
Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles, Frankie Knuckles.
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.