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 Latvia and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the rock 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Barrington Levy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joensuu 1685 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Gong,
Arthur Verocai,
Thompson Twins,
Johnny Clarke,
Ultravox,
The Evens,
Minny Pops,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soft Machine,
UT,
Michelle Simonal,
The Offenders,
Faust,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pantaleimon,
Marmalade,
The Red Krayola,
Slick Rick,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Chris & Cosey,
Pierre Henry,
Reagan Youth,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Monks,
Nik Kershaw,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mo-Dettes,
Buzzcocks,
LL Cool J,
Shoche,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scrapy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Suicide,
OOIOO,
Section 25,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lebanon Hanover,
The J.B.'s,
Television Personalities,
Thee Headcoats,
Unrelated Segments,
Gastr Del Sol,
Essential Logic,
Oneida,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Green,
Kerrie Biddell,
Easy Going,
Brand Nubian,
Kas Product,
ABBA,
Flash Fearless,
Simply Red,
The Monks,
Dave Gahan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lou Reed,
Black Sheep,
Theoretical Girls,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.