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 Papua New Guinea and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Loose Ends,
Delta 5,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Trojans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camberwell Now,
Joe Finger,
The Standells,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Human League,
In Retrospect,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Mad Mike,
Sällskapet,
Sandy B,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Hood,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lakeside,
Joy Division,
New Order,
Mission of Burma,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
UT,
Oblivians,
Spoonie Gee,
Colin Newman,
10cc,
Yaz,
Warsaw,
Television Personalities,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Altered Images,
Amon Düül,
Erykah Badu,
Smog,
Simply Red,
Tom Boy,
Alton Ellis,
CMW,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Copeland,
Bush Tetras,
Parry Music,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Skarface,
Blake Baxter,
The Sound,
The Durutti Column,
Junior Murvin,
Joensuu 1685,
Morten Harket,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Eve St. Jones,
Black Pus,
Yellowson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eurythmics,
New Age Steppers,
The Wake, The Wake, The Wake, The Wake.
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.