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 Laos and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Half Japanese 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fire Engines record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Babytalk,
Das Ding,
Joyce Sims,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Michelle Simonal,
Trumans Water,
Monks,
Judy Mowatt,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang Starr,
Section 25,
Flamin' Groovies,
Quadrant,
Tres Demented,
The Buckinghams,
Ornette Coleman,
U.S. Maple,
Rites of Spring,
Morten Harket,
Bauhaus,
Fad Gadget,
Colin Newman,
X-101,
The Velvet Underground,
Mandrill,
Harry Pussy,
The Golliwogs,
Q and Not U,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Y Pants,
T.S.O.L.,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dark Day,
Au Pairs,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Detroit Cobras,
JFA,
Eddi Front,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter & Gordon,
CMW,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Erykah Badu,
The Divine Comedy,
Lungfish,
Ituana,
KRS-One,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Patti Smith,
Rakim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Normal,
Spoonie Gee,
Lalo Schifrin,
Radio Birdman,
Groovy Waters,
Duran Duran,
Bobby Sherman,
Graham Central Station,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.