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 Colombia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jerry's Kids to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Symarip,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Black Dice,
Ken Boothe,
David Axelrod,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scrapy,
Grey Daturas,
Depeche Mode,
Gang Green,
Peter and Kerry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thee Headcoats,
Mark Hollis,
Todd Terry,
Scan 7,
Suburban Knight,
John Holt,
The Human League,
Popol Vuh,
Fear,
Dawn Penn,
Funkadelic,
Masters at Work,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
La Düsseldorf,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Associates,
Negative Approach,
Kurtis Blow,
Pagans,
Surgeon,
Sonic Youth,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Techniques,
Tubeway Army,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Amon Düül,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
E-Dancer,
The Cowsills,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Hasil Adkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Alton Ellis,
Japan,
The Skatalites,
Parry Music,
FM Einheit,
Cal Tjader,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mojo Men,
Iggy Pop,
Electric Prunes,
Ultra Naté,
The Young Rascals,
Jerry's Kids,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.