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 Uganda and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hasil Adkins to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Symarip,
Robert Wyatt,
Zero Boys,
Soft Cell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rotary Connection,
Kenny Larkin,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Music Machine,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marc Almond,
Lebanon Hanover,
Cybotron,
Dual Sessions,
Buzzcocks,
Mandrill,
Outsiders,
10cc,
Mad Mike,
Parry Music,
The Names,
Todd Rundgren,
Monks,
The Dead C,
Hardrive,
Rites of Spring,
The Sonics,
Aloha Tigers,
Isaac Hayes,
Sister Nancy,
Rekid,
Johnny Clarke,
Saccharine Trust,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ronnie Foster,
Fifty Foot Hose,
DJ Style,
Skarface,
Nation of Ulysses,
Harmonia,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Slackers,
The Fall,
Maurizio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Franke,
X-101,
Ituana,
Metal Thangz,
Simply Red,
The Velvet Underground,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Minnie Riperton,
F. McDonald,
Ultimate Spinach,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Severed Heads,
The Five Americans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cameo, Cameo, Cameo, Cameo.
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.