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 Spain and from Paris.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin 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 Ponytail 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Simply Red,
The Kinks,
Duran Duran,
Black Bananas,
Sandy B,
JFA,
Quadrant,
Boredoms,
Yusef Lateef,
Kevin Saunderson,
Cymande,
Theoretical Girls,
Kerri Chandler,
Dead Boys,
Dave Gahan,
ABBA,
Moss Icon,
UT,
Mark Hollis,
The Blackbyrds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Matthew Bourne,
Nico,
The Fortunes,
Josef K,
Black Moon,
Camouflage,
The Beau Brummels,
Alison Limerick,
Sun City Girls,
Wire,
Susan Cadogan,
Fat Boys,
Barbara Tucker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Metal Thangz,
Royal Trux,
Moebius,
The Invisible,
The Mummies,
Marine Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mandrill,
Absolute Body Control,
Los Fastidios,
World's Most,
Q and Not U,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moody Blues,
Suburban Knight,
The Count Five,
Bad Manners,
Stockholm Monsters,
Godley & Creme,
ABC,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
F. McDonald,
Symarip,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fuzztones,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.