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 Japan and from Beijing.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fugazi record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
The Blackbyrds,
Rakim,
Stereo Dub,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bronski Beat,
Agent Orange,
Panda Bear,
Sandy B,
Television,
Lalann,
H. Thieme,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Vladislav Delay,
The Martian,
Maleditus Sound,
Morten Harket,
Crooked Eye,
The Divine Comedy,
Massinfluence,
Mad Mike,
The Saints,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Basic Channel,
Anakelly,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jawbox,
Surgeon,
Saccharine Trust,
Quantec,
Janne Schatter,
The Leaves,
Johnny Clarke,
Amon Düül,
John Cale,
Theoretical Girls,
Ten City,
Leonard Cohen,
The Evens,
The Sonics,
the Fania All-Stars,
the Soft Cell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lightning Bolt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Toasters,
These Immortal Souls,
Colin Newman,
Pagans,
Public Enemy,
The Young Rascals,
Model 500,
Sound Behaviour,
Stetsasonic,
Schoolly D,
Davy DMX,
The Fall,
Boz Scaggs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Skaos,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.