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 Kosovo and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Slave. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bluetip,
The Flesh Eaters,
Robert Hood,
Sällskapet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Thompson Twins,
Nik Kershaw,
Ponytail,
Pantytec,
Kerri Chandler,
kango's stein massive,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joey Negro,
Godley & Creme,
The Smoke,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Clear Light,
Icehouse,
Groovy Waters,
Con Funk Shun,
the Soft Cell,
the Association,
AZ,
Altered Images,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Darondo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Invisible,
Ice-T,
Ken Boothe,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Don Cherry,
Matthew Bourne,
Boogie Down Productions,
Monks,
The Selecter,
Country Teasers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Swans,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scan 7,
Rotary Connection,
Fatback Band,
Symarip,
Fad Gadget,
The New Christs,
A Certain Ratio,
Reuben Wilson,
Gang Green,
The Busters,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mandrill,
Stockholm Monsters,
Roxette,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Little Man,
Technova,
The American Breed,
Dark Day,
Lower 48,
Wire,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.