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 Eritrea and from Manchester.
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 Jakarta and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Big Daddy Kane to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Freddie Wadling,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Robert Wyatt,
Maleditus Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
Easy Going,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bang On A Can,
Lou Christie,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Litter,
R.M.O.,
Peter & Gordon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Underground Resistance,
Jesper Dahlback,
Blancmange,
Interpol,
Warsaw,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Royal Trux,
Jacques Brel,
Zero Boys,
John Foxx,
Make Up,
Crash Course in Science,
kango's stein massive,
Eden Ahbez,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pole,
the Sonics,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Fuzztones,
MC5,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cameo,
Lalann,
The Black Dice,
Tears for Fears,
Erasure,
Ronan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rakim,
Circle Jerks,
The Blackbyrds,
The Divine Comedy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Connie Case,
Joe Smooth,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cheater Slicks,
Brand Nubian,
Archie Shepp,
Janne Schatter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Robert Hood,
The Doors,
Negative Approach,
T.S.O.L.,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.