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 Bahrain and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes 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 The Star Department to the rock 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cecil Taylor,
Alice Coltrane,
T. Rex,
The Slackers,
Negative Approach,
The Cure,
U.S. Maple,
Saccharine Trust,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Sonics,
Livin' Joy,
The Blackbyrds,
Eric Dolphy,
The Saints,
Hasil Adkins,
Leonard Cohen,
Absolute Body Control,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agent Orange,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ornette Coleman,
Skaos,
Icehouse,
The Moody Blues,
Mr. Review,
Echospace,
Gil Scott Heron,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Johnny Clarke,
F. McDonald,
Pussy Galore,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Davy DMX,
Essential Logic,
The Zeros,
Barrington Levy,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Silicon Teens,
A Certain Ratio,
Organ,
Patti Smith,
Sällskapet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Prince Buster,
Ossler,
The Remains,
Pierre Henry,
Cameo,
Eden Ahbez,
Byron Stingily,
Connie Case,
Circle Jerks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
UT,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Hashim,
Second Layer,
Deakin, Deakin, Deakin, Deakin.
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.