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 South Sudan and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Quantec to the jazz 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 John Coltrane. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anthony Braxton record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fluxion,
Panda Bear,
Dorothy Ashby,
Soulsonic Force,
The Mojo Men,
Supertramp,
Amazonics,
Ultra Naté,
Cymande,
Janne Schatter,
Echospace,
Quantec,
Minor Threat,
Banda Bassotti,
The Five Americans,
the Soft Cell,
Scientists,
Yellowson,
Black Flag,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fortunes,
Danielle Patucci,
8 Eyed Spy,
Newcleus,
Swell Maps,
Rod Modell,
KRS-One,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Harry Pussy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Oblivians,
Magma,
Smog,
Bootsy Collins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Maleditus Sound,
New Order,
Monolake,
Schoolly D,
Marine Girls,
Franke,
Ice-T,
Inner City,
Groovy Waters,
Eurythmics,
Grey Daturas,
John Lydon,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Tubeway Army,
Steve Hackett,
The Red Krayola,
Alison Limerick,
Eric B and Rakim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Wally Richardson,
Intrusion,
Mars,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.