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 Indonesia and from London.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Faust to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Offenders,
Echospace,
David Axelrod,
The Sound,
Subhumans,
The Sonics,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Last Poets,
The Velvet Underground,
Spandau Ballet,
The Stooges,
Agitation Free,
Throbbing Gristle,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Simply Red,
Matthew Halsall,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Leonard Cohen,
The Angels of Light,
New Order,
Prince Buster,
Jeff Mills,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bluetip,
Curtis Mayfield,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mars,
Brothers Johnson,
John Foxx,
Radio Birdman,
New York Dolls,
Neu!,
The Human League,
Anakelly,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
CMW,
The Fortunes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Matthew Bourne,
Pantaleimon,
Iggy Pop,
Von Mondo,
Soft Machine,
The Martian,
Q65,
Marshall Jefferson,
Duran Duran,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fugs,
James White and The Blacks,
Scion,
Soul II Soul,
Moebius,
Skaos,
Girls At Our Best!,
Albert Ayler,
Slick Rick,
Ronnie Foster,
Sound Behaviour,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.