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 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in 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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Colin Newman to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
The Cramps,
the Human League,
Warren Ellis,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soul II Soul,
Ken Boothe,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bobby Byrd,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nation of Ulysses,
Godley & Creme,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers,
B.T. Express,
Ohio Players,
Lalann,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rufus Thomas,
Cybotron,
Quantec,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Bar-Kays,
Archie Shepp,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yazoo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Wasted Youth,
Motorama,
The Golliwogs,
Grandmaster Flash,
Carl Craig,
Television Personalities,
Charles Mingus,
New Order,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Delta 5,
Black Sheep,
Sex Pistols,
The Smiths,
Bob Dylan,
Television,
The Music Machine,
Au Pairs,
Howard Jones,
Rapeman,
Cal Tjader,
Hoover,
Young Marble Giants,
Robert Hood,
Scrapy,
Grauzone,
The Barracudas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gories,
Jawbox,
Babytalk,
ABBA, ABBA, ABBA, ABBA.
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.