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 Honduras and from Calgary.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator 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 Throbbing Gristle to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Susan Cadogan,
Lungfish,
Janne Schatter,
X-102,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Victims,
Ornette Coleman,
Harry Pussy,
Hardrive,
Junior Murvin,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Leaves,
Bauhaus,
Joey Negro,
Porter Ricks,
Soft Machine,
Bush Tetras,
Oneida,
10cc,
Marvin Gaye,
Sparks,
Kurtis Blow,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eden Ahbez,
Ralphi Rosario,
FM Einheit,
Newcleus,
Tomorrow,
Throbbing Gristle,
Organ,
Sugar Minott,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Royal Trux,
Cameo,
The Gories,
Easy Going,
Liliput,
The Fall,
Unwound,
The Remains,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Electric Prunes,
MC5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Archie Shepp,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scan 7,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
New Age Steppers,
Magma,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Au Pairs,
Piero Umiliani,
Excepter,
Nick Fraelich,
John Foxx,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace, DeepChord presents Echospace.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.