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 Lebanon and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 The Evens to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cabaret Voltaire. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians 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?
The Cowsills,
The Gap Band,
DNA,
Joensuu 1685,
The Mojo Men,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Evens,
Juan Atkins,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aural Exciters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Motorama,
Michelle Simonal,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Anakelly,
Reuben Wilson,
Wally Richardson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Leaves,
Sandy B,
Fatback Band,
the Sonics,
The Blackbyrds,
Hasil Adkins,
DJ Style,
Iggy Pop,
Drive Like Jehu,
Qualms,
Outsiders,
Sällskapet,
Soft Cell,
Warsaw,
Shoche,
Nils Olav,
Fear,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
June of 44,
Rod Modell,
Bootsy Collins,
Agent Orange,
The Pop Group,
Wire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bronski Beat,
Minny Pops,
The Invisible,
Cheater Slicks,
Roger Hodgson,
Niagra,
Lebanon Hanover,
Von Mondo,
Scratch Acid,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Offenders,
Monks,
Matthew Bourne,
Public Enemy,
The Modern Lovers,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.