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 Cuba and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Wally Richardson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
Maurizio,
Isaac Hayes,
Tropical Tobacco,
Niagra,
Q and Not U,
The Human League,
Sun Ra,
The Blues Magoos,
Byron Stingily,
The Buckinghams,
Dark Day,
Vainqueur,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Monks,
This Heat,
Anakelly,
The Shadows of Knight,
Grauzone,
Scratch Acid,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Misunderstood,
Shoche,
Shuggie Otis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
Bobby Byrd,
Depeche Mode,
Gong,
the Association,
Sugar Minott,
Essential Logic,
Cybotron,
Franke,
Aloha Tigers,
Ralphi Rosario,
Outsiders,
Y Pants,
The Divine Comedy,
Spandau Ballet,
The Pop Group,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Todd Terry,
The Young Rascals,
Intrusion,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gil Scott Heron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blancmange,
The Grass Roots,
Hoover,
Jacob Miller,
Fad Gadget,
Lyres,
Roxy Music,
Easy Going,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Massinfluence,
The Wake,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.