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 St Kitts & Nevis and from London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cameo to the grunge 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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mad Mike,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Brass Construction,
Moby Grape,
Grauzone,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
a-ha,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jacob Miller,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jesper Dahlback,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pagans,
The Selecter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eric B and Rakim,
Suburban Knight,
Scrapy,
A Certain Ratio,
The Associates,
The Mummies,
Maurizio,
Tim Buckley,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lucky Dragons,
The Birthday Party,
Radio Birdman,
The Smiths,
Connie Case,
The Alarm Clocks,
PIL,
Goldenarms,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rotary Connection,
Wally Richardson,
The Blues Magoos,
Bob Dylan,
Prince Buster,
London Community Gospel Choir,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Darondo,
Johnny Osbourne,
Young Marble Giants,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eurythmics,
Parry Music,
Eden Ahbez,
Brothers Johnson,
Crime,
Harmonia,
Wolf Eyes,
Danielle Patucci,
Liliput,
Supertramp,
The Seeds,
Rites of Spring,
Hot Snakes,
The Buckinghams,
Technova,
Dark Day,
Bauhaus,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.