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 Cuba and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 oboe 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 Masters at Work to the dance 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Harpers Bizarre,
Donald Byrd,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
Ultra Naté,
Morten Harket,
Kaleidoscope,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
Max Romeo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Five Americans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bootsy Collins,
Ice-T,
Severed Heads,
The Mojo Men,
Gong,
The Move,
Theoretical Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
The Fire Engines,
Quadrant,
Eurythmics,
Marc Almond,
Radiohead,
OOIOO,
Glenn Branca,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Al Stewart,
The Toasters,
The Gap Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yaz,
Desert Stars,
This Heat,
Monolake,
kango's stein massive,
Scott Walker,
Eric Dolphy,
Los Fastidios,
Bronski Beat,
Davy DMX,
Sarah Menescal,
Main Source,
Alphaville,
Royal Trux,
Agent Orange,
Pulsallama,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The United States of America,
Spandau Ballet,
Rakim,
Au Pairs,
Dark Day,
Grauzone,
Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless, Flash Fearless.
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.