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 Kenya and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Yazoo to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lebanon Hanover,
a-ha,
Pet Shop Boys,
One Last Wish,
Nils Olav,
Roy Ayers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Hashim,
Pantytec,
The Mummies,
Maleditus Sound,
Aswad,
Michelle Simonal,
Brick,
The Star Department,
Tommy Roe,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Brass Construction,
Quando Quango,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Wings,
Deepchord,
The Velvet Underground,
Minor Threat,
Eurythmics,
The Beau Brummels,
Mr. Review,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Shadows of Knight,
Hasil Adkins,
Sarah Menescal,
Deakin,
Rufus Thomas,
The Residents,
The Techniques,
Avey Tare,
Prince Buster,
The Remains,
The Slits,
Magazine,
Crash Course in Science,
Mantronix,
Bob Dylan,
Spoonie Gee,
Loose Ends,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sun City Girls,
Kerrie Biddell,
Monolake,
Lalann,
The Buckinghams,
Bizarre Inc.,
Traffic Nightmare,
Quadrant,
Blake Baxter,
The Doors,
Japan,
Oneida,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Freddie Wadling,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.