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 Argentina and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar 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 Erasure to the grime 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Silicon Teens,
Joensuu 1685,
Pantytec,
Thompson Twins,
Groovy Waters,
Pere Ubu,
Magma,
Graham Central Station,
David Axelrod,
Pierre Henry,
Funkadelic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Anakelly,
Clear Light,
Sly & The Family Stone,
cv313,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sixth Finger,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Peter and Kerry,
June Days,
New Age Steppers,
The Standells,
Nik Kershaw,
Popol Vuh,
James Chance & The Contortions,
ABBA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Slick Rick,
Cluster,
Pulsallama,
Lungfish,
Faust,
Amazonics,
Angry Samoans,
Skriet,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Deakin,
The Walker Brothers,
Slave,
OOIOO,
Zapp,
Yazoo,
E-Dancer,
Kurtis Blow,
Soul II Soul,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Can,
Infiniti,
The Count Five,
The Birthday Party,
Rekid,
The Evens,
Dennis Brown,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flamin' Groovies,
Accadde A,
Grey Daturas,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.