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 Togo 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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Slave to the crunk 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Roger Hodgson,
Ken Boothe,
The Angels of Light,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
La Düsseldorf,
Agitation Free,
The Toasters,
Roy Ayers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Monolake,
Dual Sessions,
Byron Stingily,
David Axelrod,
Freddie Wadling,
Sight & Sound,
Banda Bassotti,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Holt,
Oblivians,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Knickerbockers,
Morten Harket,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cramps,
Pet Shop Boys,
Funky Four + One,
Minor Threat,
The Last Poets,
Stockholm Monsters,
Tim Buckley,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Peter & Gordon,
Ituana,
Fat Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wally Richardson,
Wire,
X-101,
Yaz,
Warsaw,
Guru Guru,
Rites of Spring,
Pagans,
Derrick Morgan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lindisfarne,
Brothers Johnson,
The J.B.'s,
Eurythmics,
Mars,
Rhythm & Sound,
This Heat,
Mission of Burma,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiopuhelimet,
Theoretical Girls,
Index,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Audionom,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
MDC,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.