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 United Kingdom and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Cymande to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siouxsie and the Banshees 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Negative Approach,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cluster,
The Invisible,
The Selecter,
Letta Mbulu,
Mandrill,
Lalann,
Audionom,
The Remains,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Doobie Brothers,
Electric Prunes,
Tommy Roe,
Lyres,
Kenny Larkin,
Black Pus,
Quantec,
Man Parrish,
Rod Modell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gang Green,
The Vogues,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hasil Adkins,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Marvin Gaye,
Surgeon,
The Five Americans,
China Crisis,
Monks,
Mo-Dettes,
Hashim,
Drexciya,
Eddi Front,
Monolake,
10cc,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Procol Harum,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The United States of America,
H. Thieme,
Television,
Peter and Kerry,
Alton Ellis,
Little Man,
Ornette Coleman,
CMW,
Brass Construction,
Black Moon,
The Names,
Scientists,
Theoretical Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Rosa Yemen,
Sexual Harrassment,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.