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 Bhutan and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Icehouse to the disco 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
Faust,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ohio Players,
Moss Icon,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Walker Brothers,
Brass Construction,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Moon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Symarip,
Japan,
Half Japanese,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Q and Not U,
Livin' Joy,
The Motions,
Spandau Ballet,
X-Ray Spex,
The Five Americans,
Silicon Teens,
The Raincoats,
Audionom,
Black Flag,
Camouflage,
Pagans,
Arcadia,
Matthew Halsall,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Depeche Mode,
Infiniti,
Von Mondo,
Essential Logic,
The Associates,
The Grass Roots,
Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jawbox,
Black Sheep,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Monks,
Susan Cadogan,
Section 25,
Gregory Isaacs,
Flash Fearless,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cecil Taylor,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kas Product,
H. Thieme,
B.T. Express,
Zapp,
Babytalk,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Heaven 17,
The Smoke,
Nils Olav,
Drexciya,
Y Pants,
Neil Young,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.