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 Gabon and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 Alton Ellis to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Birthday Party,
New Age Steppers,
the Association,
Gang Green,
Joe Finger,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Moss Icon,
Excepter,
Vainqueur,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Trojans,
Banda Bassotti,
Q and Not U,
Aural Exciters,
Quando Quango,
Con Funk Shun,
The Cramps,
Rhythm & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lakeside,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Los Fastidios,
Reagan Youth,
Patti Smith,
Country Teasers,
Alison Limerick,
The Star Department,
The Doors,
The Grass Roots,
Little Man,
Harmonia,
Amon Düül,
Boredoms,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rites of Spring,
Hasil Adkins,
R.M.O.,
The Motions,
Slick Rick,
Buzzcocks,
Aswad,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gap Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Massinfluence,
Pantytec,
Cecil Taylor,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Divine Comedy,
Ultra Naté,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cymande,
China Crisis,
The Offenders,
Unwound,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bobby Womack,
Mary Jane Girls,
Soul II Soul,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marshall Jefferson,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.