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 Argentina and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 L. Decosne to the punk 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cowsills record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Grandmaster Flash,
David McCallum,
Nation of Ulysses,
Graham Central Station,
DJ Style,
Fad Gadget,
Skaos,
The Gun Club,
James White and The Blacks,
Toni Rubio,
Ken Boothe,
Suburban Knight,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sparks,
48th St. Collective,
Al Stewart,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Real Kids,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cheater Slicks,
Ronan,
The Wake,
Drexciya,
Lightning Bolt,
Heaven 17,
The J.B.'s,
Dark Day,
Rekid,
Howard Jones,
Magma,
Hashim,
Whodini,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ludus,
Barclay James Harvest,
Franke,
MC5,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Delta 5,
The Move,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
MDC,
Girls At Our Best!,
Moebius,
Cluster,
Gang Gang Dance,
Loose Ends,
Bob Dylan,
Faraquet,
Negative Approach,
Can,
Amon Düül,
Peter and Kerry,
Goldenarms,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Qualms,
Outsiders,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.