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 Kiribati and from Accra.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the grime 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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Faraquet,
The Cowsills,
Pharoah Sanders,
Aloha Tigers,
Mission of Burma,
Jimmy McGriff,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Star Department,
Hardrive,
The Sonics,
The Seeds,
DJ Sneak,
Black Moon,
Cluster,
Kas Product,
The Fall,
Drive Like Jehu,
Negative Approach,
Ponytail,
The Cramps,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donny Hathaway,
Howard Jones,
Cal Tjader,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tim Buckley,
Ultra Naté,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Depeche Mode,
The Five Americans,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Robert Hood,
Amon Düül II,
Cymande,
Zero Boys,
The Dirtbombs,
Rapeman,
Schoolly D,
Echospace,
Ronan,
Aural Exciters,
Sun City Girls,
Delta 5,
Funky Four + One,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Y Pants,
Jeff Lynne,
Warren Ellis,
Suicide,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Victims,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Barracudas,
The Vogues,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Juan Atkins,
John Coltrane,
Black Flag,
Gong,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.