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 Cambodia and from Spokane.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Sad Lovers and Giants to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Moss Icon,
Circle Jerks,
Scan 7,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rites of Spring,
The Pretty Things,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
John Cale,
The Gories,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sixth Finger,
Pere Ubu,
Masters at Work,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacob Miller,
Terrestrial Tones,
New Order,
Ice-T,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultra Naté,
Grauzone,
Sister Nancy,
Soft Cell,
Intrusion,
E-Dancer,
The Neon Judgement,
Radiohead,
The Sound,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gerry Rafferty,
David McCallum,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Doors,
Minnie Riperton,
Erykah Badu,
Lucky Dragons,
Camberwell Now,
Jeru the Damaja,
Blancmange,
Thee Headcoats,
Index,
Danielle Patucci,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Dead C,
This Heat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Quando Quango,
Robert Görl,
Crooked Eye,
L. Decosne,
EPMD,
The Detroit Cobras,
Swans,
Tomorrow,
Panda Bear,
ABBA,
The Sonics,
Big Daddy Kane,
FM Einheit,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bobby Sherman,
Matthew Bourne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.