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 Spain and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sällskapet to the grunge 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ralphi Rosario,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fugs,
Sandy B,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Misunderstood,
Jesper Dahlback,
In Retrospect,
Brothers Johnson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Roger Hodgson,
Negative Approach,
Radiopuhelimet,
ABBA,
Gabor Szabo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Niagra,
Boredoms,
Average White Band,
The Cramps,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hashim,
Ornette Coleman,
The Angels of Light,
Fad Gadget,
Chris & Cosey,
The Modern Lovers,
Althea and Donna,
Boogie Down Productions,
Rekid,
the Normal,
Bauhaus,
The Doors,
John Cale,
Spandau Ballet,
Magma,
Cameo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gap Band,
Henry Cow,
Aural Exciters,
David Axelrod,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Max Romeo,
The Seeds,
Toni Rubio,
Gichy Dan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Royal Trux,
La Düsseldorf,
Aaron Thompson,
Reagan Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lakeside,
The Red Krayola,
X-101,
JFA,
The Blackbyrds,
Sight & Sound,
R.M.O.,
Brand Nubian,
The Walker Brothers,
Rapeman,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.