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 Zambia and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin 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 DeepChord presents Echospace to the disco 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Reagan Youth,
The Smiths,
Lightning Bolt,
The Monochrome Set,
UT,
Alphaville,
Archie Shepp,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Flipper,
Skaos,
Soft Cell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
These Immortal Souls,
Patti Smith,
Eric B and Rakim,
Maurizio,
Mandrill,
Gong,
Metal Thangz,
The Busters,
Joyce Sims,
Sound Behaviour,
Joensuu 1685,
Youth Brigade,
Gregory Isaacs,
B.T. Express,
Oblivians,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Slackers,
Morten Harket,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Joy Division,
JFA,
Pierre Henry,
Letta Mbulu,
Eric Copeland,
L. Decosne,
The Divine Comedy,
Neu!,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Machine,
Newcleus,
Lindisfarne,
Sight & Sound,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Adolescents,
Public Enemy,
Camberwell Now,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ken Boothe,
the Swans,
The Grass Roots,
X-102,
Nas,
Joey Negro,
Toni Rubio,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.