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 Hungary and from Bremen.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ludus to the techno 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nik Kershaw,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Delta 5,
Lucky Dragons,
Jerry's Kids,
Quadrant,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Buckinghams,
Leonard Cohen,
Laurel Aitken,
The Human League,
Bootsy Collins,
Black Bananas,
The Smiths,
Inner City,
Amazonics,
Barbara Tucker,
H. Thieme,
Fad Gadget,
Jacques Brel,
Gabor Szabo,
Minny Pops,
The Move,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Gories,
Howard Jones,
Hashim,
Robert Wyatt,
The Detroit Cobras,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marcia Griffiths,
Roxette,
Connie Case,
Slave,
Wings,
Eric Dolphy,
Niagra,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Golliwogs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rotary Connection,
Negative Approach,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Johnny Osbourne,
David Bowie,
Scan 7,
Bauhaus,
Blake Baxter,
Marc Almond,
Harry Pussy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Panda Bear,
Maurizio,
Pagans,
Lou Christie,
Sound Behaviour,
New York Dolls,
Livin' Joy,
Lakeside,
Faraquet,
Glambeats Corp.,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.