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 Solomon Islands and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Agitation Free to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Cybotron. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Dual Sessions,
Deakin,
Pantaleimon,
Wally Richardson,
Model 500,
Roxy Music,
Lungfish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Byron Stingily,
the Soft Cell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eli Mardock,
the Fania All-Stars,
Procol Harum,
Darondo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Archie Shepp,
Intrusion,
UT,
Whodini,
Robert Görl,
Crispy Ambulance,
Half Japanese,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nico,
Jeff Mills,
Marc Almond,
Lightning Bolt,
Sex Pistols,
Japan,
Mr. Review,
Black Pus,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Monolake,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sällskapet,
Jandek,
DNA,
Stiv Bators,
Negative Approach,
Supertramp,
Barrington Levy,
The Beau Brummels,
Cybotron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ten City,
Isaac Hayes,
Arab on Radar,
Nas,
The Cramps,
Parry Music,
kango's stein massive,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Magazine,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Joe Smooth,
Flash Fearless,
The Walker Brothers,
Wire,
Inner City,
Pere Ubu,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.