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 Palau and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ice-T to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Main Source,
Parry Music,
The Buckinghams,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Freddie Wadling,
Fluxion,
Byron Stingily,
Rotary Connection,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Crispian St. Peters,
Urselle,
Sarah Menescal,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick May,
Boredoms,
The Dirtbombs,
Brass Construction,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Grass Roots,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thee Headcoats,
Banda Bassotti,
Radio Birdman,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bronski Beat,
B.T. Express,
Cheater Slicks,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
James White and The Blacks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Warsaw,
Agitation Free,
Siglo XX,
Camouflage,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Guru Guru,
Warren Ellis,
The Neon Judgement,
The J.B.'s,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ponytail,
Skriet,
LL Cool J,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
New Order,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Duran Duran,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Moss Icon,
Jeff Mills,
Howard Jones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.