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 China and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Happenings to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tubeway Army record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Duran Duran,
Brick,
B.T. Express,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Judy Mowatt,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Seeds,
Audionom,
Carl Craig,
Heaven 17,
Matthew Halsall,
Blake Baxter,
Youth Brigade,
Moss Icon,
OOIOO,
The Pretty Things,
Warren Ellis,
Tres Demented,
Parry Music,
The Buckinghams,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Marvin Gaye,
Brass Construction,
Soulsonic Force,
The Leaves,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eric Copeland,
June Days,
Easy Going,
Byron Stingily,
Main Source,
The Trojans,
Radiohead,
Junior Murvin,
Lalann,
Prince Buster,
Q65,
Section 25,
AZ,
Patti Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Susan Cadogan,
The Star Department,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kenny Larkin,
The Pop Group,
Buzzcocks,
Sarah Menescal,
The Fuzztones,
T. Rex,
The Vogues,
The Gladiators,
The Techniques,
A Flock of Seagulls,
ABBA,
Todd Terry,
The Beau Brummels,
Sun Ra,
Surgeon,
Average White Band,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.