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 Netherlands and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin 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 Nico to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Scratch Acid,
Hashim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chris & Cosey,
Q65,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
June of 44,
Joey Negro,
Scientists,
Mr. Review,
Camberwell Now,
Matthew Bourne,
Maleditus Sound,
Mary Jane Girls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Country Teasers,
Morten Harket,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Das Ding,
KRS-One,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sugar Minott,
The Vogues,
Intrusion,
Parry Music,
Amon Düül II,
Lower 48,
The Names,
R.M.O.,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bill Near,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Con Funk Shun,
the Normal,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mark Hollis,
Kaleidoscope,
Soul Sonic Force,
Arcadia,
Bobby Hutcherson,
MC5,
Roxy Music,
Fugazi,
Fela Kuti,
Von Mondo,
D'Angelo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mantronix,
Arab on Radar,
Swell Maps,
The Techniques,
The Gories,
Eric Copeland,
Sam Rivers,
The New Christs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Alton Ellis,
Deepchord,
OOIOO,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.