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 Suriname and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nirvana to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
The Saints,
Trumans Water,
Flash Fearless,
Joe Finger,
Cal Tjader,
Al Stewart,
The Associates,
Bluetip,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Slits,
Eli Mardock,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barry Ungar,
The Red Krayola,
Subhumans,
Sound Behaviour,
Skaos,
R.M.O.,
Procol Harum,
Davy DMX,
10cc,
Mantronix,
Erykah Badu,
Gang of Four,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alison Limerick,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Coltrane,
Sandy B,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jimmy McGriff,
Make Up,
The Monochrome Set,
Suicide,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jawbox,
Ralphi Rosario,
Negative Approach,
New Age Steppers,
The Mojo Men,
Michelle Simonal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harry Pussy,
Bobby Sherman,
Neu!,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
H. Thieme,
Organ,
Lyres,
Rhythm & Sound,
Byron Stingily,
Gabor Szabo,
Dead Boys,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
E-Dancer,
Stereo Dub,
Siglo XX,
Soft Cell,
Television Personalities,
The Sound,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.