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 Micronesia and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Modern Lovers to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
OOIOO,
Rakim,
Young Marble Giants,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crime,
Absolute Body Control,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cybotron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Blossom Toes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Kerri Chandler,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Maurizio,
CMW,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stiv Bators,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Newcleus,
K-Klass,
Ornette Coleman,
Bob Dylan,
Minnie Riperton,
Barbara Tucker,
Moby Grape,
Pantytec,
Eyeless In Gaza,
David Bowie,
Gang Gang Dance,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joe Smooth,
Bronski Beat,
The Five Americans,
Kaleidoscope,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alice Coltrane,
Quadrant,
Peter & Gordon,
Flash Fearless,
The Cramps,
Aswad,
Brand Nubian,
The Martian,
Gang Starr,
Faraquet,
Oblivians,
ABC,
Icehouse,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Judy Mowatt,
The Detroit Cobras,
Deakin,
Swans,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dave Gahan,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
David McCallum,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.