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 Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 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 Maleditus Sound 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ash Ra Tempel,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Electric Prunes,
Albert Ayler,
Guru Guru,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cal Tjader,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Tubeway Army,
Aloha Tigers,
Thompson Twins,
Dual Sessions,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Slave,
Young Marble Giants,
Cecil Taylor,
Boogie Down Productions,
Aural Exciters,
Lindisfarne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Byrd,
Flamin' Groovies,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-102,
Simply Red,
The Fuzztones,
The Moleskins,
Animal Collective,
Boredoms,
Pantaleimon,
The Slackers,
The Beau Brummels,
The Walker Brothers,
Henry Cow,
Angry Samoans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Con Funk Shun,
Roxy Music,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Index,
Nik Kershaw,
Faust,
Black Moon,
Rapeman,
Cymande,
Gabor Szabo,
Warsaw,
Ossler,
Barbara Tucker,
Cluster,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sixth Finger,
Prince Buster,
Shuggie Otis,
Ludus,
Iggy Pop,
Piero Umiliani,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.