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 Rwanda and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Young Rascals to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Faraquet,
T. Rex,
The Gladiators,
Jesper Dahlback,
Agent Orange,
The Gap Band,
Wings,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joensuu 1685,
Blake Baxter,
Camouflage,
the Human League,
Skaos,
Pole,
ABC,
L. Decosne,
Angry Samoans,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Associates,
Roxy Music,
The Gories,
Soul Sonic Force,
Public Enemy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sandy B,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soulsonic Force,
Judy Mowatt,
Josef K,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bronski Beat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
AZ,
The Fugs,
Little Man,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Boredoms,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Misunderstood,
The Martian,
10cc,
Organ,
Franke,
Colin Newman,
Wally Richardson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Gun Club,
Robert Görl,
Maleditus Sound,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Doors,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Radio Birdman,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gabor Szabo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.