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 South Africa and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Trojans to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Make Up 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Barrington Levy,
Kaleidoscope,
Agitation Free,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Girls At Our Best!,
Urselle,
Hasil Adkins,
Blake Baxter,
Mo-Dettes,
Lungfish,
Sound Behaviour,
Lightning Bolt,
Zero Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Moon,
The Offenders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Loose Ends,
Eden Ahbez,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Blues Magoos,
Desert Stars,
A Certain Ratio,
Country Teasers,
Bush Tetras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lou Reed,
Barbara Tucker,
World's Most,
Lakeside,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Junior Murvin,
B.T. Express,
Scratch Acid,
The Golliwogs,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Stooges,
Make Up,
Average White Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Parry Music,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Toasters,
Joe Smooth,
The Detroit Cobras,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
La Düsseldorf,
The Pop Group,
Saccharine Trust,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Leonard Cohen,
Sun Ra,
Archie Shepp,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-Ray Spex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.