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 Israel and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Royal Trux to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Kurtis Blow,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Skarface,
Slick Rick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roger Hodgson,
Flipper,
Mary Jane Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
EPMD,
Little Man,
The J.B.'s,
The Move,
Janne Schatter,
Prince Buster,
Brick,
Althea and Donna,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pierre Henry,
Kas Product,
Groovy Waters,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jandek,
The Slits,
Bobby Byrd,
Tres Demented,
Shoche,
One Last Wish,
Make Up,
Wire,
Television,
Lakeside,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Skaos,
Jimmy McGriff,
David Bowie,
Black Sheep,
Roy Ayers,
Frankie Knuckles,
Youth Brigade,
John Lydon,
MDC,
Whodini,
Letta Mbulu,
Swans,
Quantec,
Bob Dylan,
Danielle Patucci,
The Leaves,
Scion,
Negative Approach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quando Quango,
Public Enemy,
The Victims,
U.S. Maple,
Essential Logic,
John Holt,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Hashim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.