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 Lesotho and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bronski Beat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Royal Trux,
Saccharine Trust,
The Velvet Underground,
Arcadia,
World's Most,
Bauhaus,
Rod Modell,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scan 7,
Massinfluence,
Brick,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Half Japanese,
Yusef Lateef,
Thompson Twins,
Nirvana,
Minor Threat,
Graham Central Station,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pulsallama,
Ronnie Foster,
The Angels of Light,
The Doors,
Cluster,
Public Enemy,
Grey Daturas,
Hashim,
Ponytail,
Wire,
Nas,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pierre Henry,
Bill Near,
Livin' Joy,
Adolescents,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rakim,
Laurel Aitken,
Panda Bear,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lalann,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lebanon Hanover,
OOIOO,
Make Up,
Vainqueur,
the Swans,
Rites of Spring,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fuzztones,
Simply Red,
Ultimate Spinach,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ultravox,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.