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 Kosovo and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord 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 Desert Stars to the rock 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 Kerri Chandler. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Television,
Newcleus,
Khruangbin,
Fat Boys,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Selecter,
Harmonia,
Section 25,
Little Man,
Roxette,
Q and Not U,
Godley & Creme,
The Gladiators,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bizarre Inc.,
Wire,
The J.B.'s,
Rites of Spring,
Althea and Donna,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Neu!,
Eddi Front,
Gregory Isaacs,
Public Enemy,
Don Cherry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Human League,
Joe Finger,
Hashim,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gastr Del Sol,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Alarm Clocks,
Joy Division,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mr. Review,
Fluxion,
OOIOO,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Donald Byrd,
The Star Department,
Agitation Free,
The Dave Clark Five,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dennis Brown,
Monks,
Basic Channel,
Ultimate Spinach,
Maurizio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kenny Larkin,
Bauhaus,
Eric Dolphy,
D'Angelo,
T. Rex,
Pussy Galore,
Marine Girls,
John Foxx,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.