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 Suriname and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pet Shop Boys to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Brothers Johnson,
Adolescents,
Franke,
The Blackbyrds,
10cc,
The Smoke,
Technova,
Agent Orange,
Howard Jones,
James White and The Blacks,
the Sonics,
Rod Modell,
Make Up,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Fortunes,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cowsills,
Soft Cell,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jeff Lynne,
The Move,
Nico,
Sandy B,
The Leaves,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ronan,
CMW,
Kaleidoscope,
Magma,
The Red Krayola,
Lalo Schifrin,
Glenn Branca,
Brand Nubian,
Crash Course in Science,
Peter & Gordon,
Amazonics,
Deadbeat,
Sam Rivers,
Grey Daturas,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Bush Tetras,
The J.B.'s,
The Count Five,
The Sound,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Babytalk,
Brass Construction,
Lou Reed,
Urselle,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Quando Quango,
Minnie Riperton,
Barrington Levy,
The Angels of Light,
Desert Stars,
Ornette Coleman,
The New Christs,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Modern Lovers,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.