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 Mexico and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba 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 Angry Samoans to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Siglo XX,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
John Foxx,
Harpers Bizarre,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rod Modell,
Thompson Twins,
Chrome,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fortunes,
Fugazi,
Joyce Sims,
LL Cool J,
Sixth Finger,
The Fuzztones,
Kenny Larkin,
Popol Vuh,
Magazine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sonic Youth,
Mark Hollis,
Bob Dylan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Basic Channel,
Von Mondo,
Quadrant,
Todd Terry,
Jeff Mills,
Babytalk,
June Days,
Aural Exciters,
Warren Ellis,
Metal Thangz,
The Gun Club,
Oblivians,
Young Marble Giants,
T. Rex,
Half Japanese,
Motorama,
the Normal,
Brick,
Echospace,
The Sound,
Qualms,
Matthew Halsall,
Ultra Naté,
Marshall Jefferson,
Morten Harket,
Yellowson,
Juan Atkins,
New York Dolls,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dual Sessions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alphaville,
The J.B.'s,
China Crisis,
Max Romeo,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.