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 Burkina and from New York.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mad Mike to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Severed Heads. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tubeway Army,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Main Source,
Peter & Gordon,
Hasil Adkins,
Easy Going,
Pagans,
Carl Craig,
Accadde A,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Raincoats,
Brick,
Essential Logic,
Bluetip,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Seeds,
Neu!,
Sun Ra,
Eli Mardock,
LL Cool J,
D'Angelo,
the Normal,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aaron Thompson,
Unrelated Segments,
Mad Mike,
Man Parrish,
Pantytec,
Cluster,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mantronix,
The Wake,
Althea and Donna,
Marshall Jefferson,
KRS-One,
The Residents,
Scott Walker,
The Remains,
Lucky Dragons,
OOIOO,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Technova,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fugs,
the Bar-Kays,
Nas,
Scion,
MDC,
The Smoke,
Crime,
The Cramps,
Robert Hood,
Model 500,
Mission of Burma,
Heaven 17,
Camouflage,
Isaac Hayes,
Sällskapet,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.