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 Denmark and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Danielle Patucci,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Robert Wyatt,
LL Cool J,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sparks,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Moody Blues,
Joe Finger,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Evens,
Crooked Eye,
Model 500,
The Monks,
Ultravox,
Charles Mingus,
The Seeds,
Erasure,
The Barracudas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marc Almond,
Tomorrow,
Loose Ends,
Young Marble Giants,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Five Americans,
Stereo Dub,
David McCallum,
Jacques Brel,
The Divine Comedy,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joey Negro,
Neu!,
Quantec,
Circle Jerks,
Bootsy Collins,
Kayak,
These Immortal Souls,
Faraquet,
Bizarre Inc.,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fall,
Yazoo,
Pagans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
Ornette Coleman,
Amon Düül II,
Erykah Badu,
Harmonia,
Absolute Body Control,
Al Stewart,
Suicide,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Moleskins,
The Birthday Party,
Ohio Players,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.