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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Schoolly D to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Ponytail,
Blancmange,
The Knickerbockers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lower 48,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nik Kershaw,
The Pop Group,
Gichy Dan,
Kaleidoscope,
Sarah Menescal,
Judy Mowatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Juan Atkins,
MC5,
Josef K,
Inner City,
Interpol,
Joensuu 1685,
Morten Harket,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roxy Music,
Sound Behaviour,
The Black Dice,
Dave Gahan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hasil Adkins,
Monolake,
Terry Callier,
Flipper,
Rotary Connection,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fear,
Delta 5,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Visage,
The Detroit Cobras,
Surgeon,
Joe Smooth,
Max Romeo,
The Toasters,
Scrapy,
China Crisis,
Dual Sessions,
Man Eating Sloth,
Harmonia,
The Monks,
Siglo XX,
the Germs,
The Skatalites,
John Coltrane,
Anthony Braxton,
Goldenarms,
L. Decosne,
The Fugs,
Swell Maps,
The Gun Club,
Quantec,
Wally Richardson,
Jeff Lynne,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.