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 Pakistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Edmonton.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grime 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Niagra,
The Neon Judgement,
Shuggie Otis,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Easy Going,
Tim Buckley,
Lungfish,
Junior Murvin,
Organ,
Pantaleimon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Martian,
The Index,
Pierre Henry,
Angry Samoans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dead Boys,
Minny Pops,
Mo-Dettes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bob Dylan,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Robert Hood,
Erykah Badu,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Livin' Joy,
The Grass Roots,
Kas Product,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Freddie Wadling,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Pop Group,
X-101,
The Trojans,
The Residents,
Index,
Television Personalities,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nils Olav,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rekid,
Quando Quango,
Trumans Water,
John Lydon,
June of 44,
Prince Buster,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hashim,
Aaron Thompson,
Yazoo,
Stiv Bators,
Cybotron,
Icehouse,
Ludus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
OOIOO,
Fugazi,
The Divine Comedy,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.