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 Russia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fifty Foot Hose to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Moss Icon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Max Romeo,
John Lydon,
The Smoke,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Saccharine Trust,
Youth Brigade,
Eli Mardock,
Little Man,
Fatback Band,
Wings,
The Count Five,
Bad Manners,
Lalann,
Kurtis Blow,
Con Funk Shun,
Hoover,
Junior Murvin,
Sonic Youth,
Niagra,
Depeche Mode,
The Five Americans,
Skriet,
Aswad,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Offenders,
Goldenarms,
Swell Maps,
Aural Exciters,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marmalade,
Gang Starr,
Accadde A,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tres Demented,
Agent Orange,
Das Ding,
Skarface,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Remains,
Inner City,
Warren Ellis,
Susan Cadogan,
The Star Department,
Technova,
Organ,
UT,
Michelle Simonal,
Bobby Womack,
Boredoms,
EPMD,
Black Bananas,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Cure,
Adolescents,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.