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 Solomon Islands and from Copenhagen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Susan Cadogan to the electroclash 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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Real Kids,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Monks,
Yazoo,
Delta 5,
Sandy B,
Deepchord,
John Cale,
Black Pus,
ABBA,
Todd Rundgren,
The Sound,
The Misunderstood,
Pole,
B.T. Express,
Roxette,
Gichy Dan,
Grey Daturas,
Robert Görl,
Joe Finger,
Sexual Harrassment,
Avey Tare,
X-101,
Nas,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Oneida,
Unwound,
The Motions,
The Doors,
Motorama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Style,
Desert Stars,
Cameo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Buzzcocks,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Move,
Gong,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scientists,
Ice-T,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
F. McDonald,
The Sonics,
Von Mondo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soft Cell,
Visage,
Make Up,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ken Boothe,
Alison Limerick,
The Blackbyrds,
Gang of Four,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ituana,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.