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 South Sudan and from Salvador.
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 Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Donald Fagen 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 Tubeway Army to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scrapy,
Dark Day,
Roxette,
Popol Vuh,
Adolescents,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Womack,
Lucky Dragons,
Gong,
Joyce Sims,
Fluxion,
The Doobie Brothers,
Shoche,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Motions,
Pole,
World's Most,
Lalann,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nirvana,
Vladislav Delay,
the Normal,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Au Pairs,
The Martian,
Carl Craig,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bad Manners,
Zapp,
The Gories,
Average White Band,
Cymande,
Davy DMX,
Laurel Aitken,
Hoover,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Birthday Party,
MC5,
Aaron Thompson,
Cheater Slicks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Accadde A,
Franke,
Silicon Teens,
Lightning Bolt,
Joensuu 1685,
Grauzone,
The Angels of Light,
Urselle,
Eve St. Jones,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sandy B,
Circle Jerks,
Barrington Levy,
Heaven 17,
Wally Richardson,
Iggy Pop,
Moby Grape,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.