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 Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 arpeggiator 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 Alton Ellis to the techno 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Con Funk Shun,
The Moleskins,
Easy Going,
Don Cherry,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marine Girls,
The Barracudas,
Bill Wells,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Associates,
Aaron Thompson,
Sam Rivers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Zero Boys,
OOIOO,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Black Pus,
Scratch Acid,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Human League,
Yellowson,
Desert Stars,
The Real Kids,
Index,
Quantec,
the Swans,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Monochrome Set,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magazine,
Nirvana,
Tropical Tobacco,
Aloha Tigers,
Hoover,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Wake,
Joe Smooth,
Shoche,
Johnny Clarke,
Newcleus,
Depeche Mode,
Kayak,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Model 500,
Ossler,
Mark Hollis,
Pantaleimon,
The Searchers,
Urselle,
Eden Ahbez,
The Gap Band,
Nico,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
X-102,
Charles Mingus,
Marvin Gaye,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.