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 Iraq and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Alphaville to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Smog,
Main Source,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Neil Young,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Derrick May,
Peter and Kerry,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Reed,
Q65,
Sarah Menescal,
the Slits,
The Martian,
John Cale,
Agitation Free,
Black Sheep,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Crime,
T.S.O.L.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun City Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ronan,
Ituana,
Animal Collective,
Flipper,
Barry Ungar,
the Association,
Stetsasonic,
Sam Rivers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
ABBA,
Amon Düül,
Das Ding,
Gong,
Ohio Players,
The Residents,
Joy Division,
Aaron Thompson,
Scott Walker,
Todd Rundgren,
Amazonics,
Kevin Saunderson,
a-ha,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Moody Blues,
Severed Heads,
Juan Atkins,
Alison Limerick,
Urselle,
Blancmange,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scan 7,
Blossom Toes,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.