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 Burkina and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 808 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 Skriet to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joensuu 1685,
Kevin Saunderson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alton Ellis,
Lower 48,
The Gap Band,
Joyce Sims,
Eden Ahbez,
Marc Almond,
Scott Walker,
Roxette,
Sun Ra,
Groovy Waters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Don Cherry,
Cheater Slicks,
Michelle Simonal,
Carl Craig,
Tears for Fears,
Wire,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Circle Jerks,
The Walker Brothers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Erasure,
Sun City Girls,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sparks,
Rhythm & Sound,
Boredoms,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sixth Finger,
Eli Mardock,
Todd Terry,
Stiv Bators,
Thompson Twins,
Oneida,
The Smiths,
Liliput,
Howard Jones,
Intrusion,
Negative Approach,
Alice Coltrane,
Nation of Ulysses,
Spandau Ballet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mark Hollis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rod Modell,
Gang Green,
The Techniques,
F. McDonald,
Bobby Sherman,
Lee Hazlewood,
Average White Band,
Cal Tjader,
Nico, Nico, Nico, Nico.
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.