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 Canada and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Wings to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Ice-T,
Neu!,
Stereo Dub,
Blancmange,
Surgeon,
Mars,
Lindisfarne,
Panda Bear,
Mary Jane Girls,
Pierre Henry,
Kenny Larkin,
Kas Product,
Schoolly D,
Erykah Badu,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Christie,
Index,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Litter,
Kool Moe Dee,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Minor Threat,
The Monochrome Set,
Ronnie Foster,
Minnie Riperton,
Can,
Althea and Donna,
Underground Resistance,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Absolute Body Control,
Wolf Eyes,
Desert Stars,
Fluxion,
The Invisible,
Hashim,
The Dirtbombs,
Lightning Bolt,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Q65,
David Bowie,
Animal Collective,
Brand Nubian,
Swell Maps,
Cymande,
The Walker Brothers,
Cybotron,
Matthew Halsall,
DNA,
In Retrospect,
New Age Steppers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bizarre Inc.,
D'Angelo,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jesper Dahlback,
Iggy Pop,
Television,
the Germs,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.