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 Ukraine and from Johannesburg.
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 Winnipeg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Marmalade to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
The Remains,
Smog,
Royal Trux,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scott Walker,
Arcadia,
Section 25,
Matthew Halsall,
Massinfluence,
The Mummies,
The Trojans,
Robert Hood,
Jeff Mills,
China Crisis,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Womack,
Lungfish,
Lightning Bolt,
Roxette,
Unwound,
The Real Kids,
The Modern Lovers,
Quantec,
Stetsasonic,
The Doors,
Michelle Simonal,
The Velvet Underground,
Shoche,
Pagans,
The Kinks,
The Moleskins,
The Barracudas,
Chrome,
Second Layer,
David Axelrod,
Sarah Menescal,
Sparks,
Ice-T,
Jawbox,
The Young Rascals,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rites of Spring,
Talk Talk,
Barbara Tucker,
T.S.O.L.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bronski Beat,
D'Angelo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ossler,
DJ Style,
Skriet,
AZ,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donald Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Zapp,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.