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 Ghana and from Portland.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lalo Schifrin to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Gichy Dan,
Moebius,
The Index,
FM Einheit,
Bauhaus,
Parry Music,
Ken Boothe,
Country Teasers,
Neu!,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Isaac Hayes,
Maurizio,
The Human League,
ABC,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eden Ahbez,
Blossom Toes,
The Doors,
The Moody Blues,
Scion,
Jeff Mills,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Electric Prunes,
Fad Gadget,
In Retrospect,
Marvin Gaye,
Inner City,
Swans,
Glenn Branca,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Happenings,
The Saints,
Wire,
The Misunderstood,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blancmange,
Drexciya,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Sheep,
Joy Division,
Unwound,
Avey Tare,
Byron Stingily,
Gong,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Erasure,
Aloha Tigers,
Hashim,
Angry Samoans,
John Holt,
Ohio Players,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Stetsasonic,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Arab on Radar,
The Mummies,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.