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 Serbia and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cybotron to the funk 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 R.M.O.. All the underground hits.
All Sugar Minott tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Dead C,
Swell Maps,
Althea and Donna,
Minnie Riperton,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eli Mardock,
The Stooges,
Soft Cell,
Rotary Connection,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jesper Dahlback,
Make Up,
Lungfish,
The Techniques,
the Bar-Kays,
Slick Rick,
The Red Krayola,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gladiators,
Zero Boys,
The Cowsills,
Moebius,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Warsaw,
Nas,
Porter Ricks,
Rufus Thomas,
Crispian St. Peters,
John Lydon,
Goldenarms,
Cymande,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cal Tjader,
kango's stein massive,
Whodini,
Freddie Wadling,
FM Einheit,
Zapp,
the Soft Cell,
E-Dancer,
Parry Music,
The Toasters,
Yazoo,
Matthew Bourne,
Roxette,
Q and Not U,
EPMD,
Aaron Thompson,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Young Rascals,
T. Rex,
The Gap Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cybotron,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Buzzcocks,
Neu!,
Pole,
The Gories,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.