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 Cape Verde and from Columbus.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 The Martian to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every K-Klass 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Cybotron,
Japan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Visage,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Zero Boys,
The Cowsills,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Surgeon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rapeman,
Bobby Womack,
The Associates,
Pet Shop Boys,
Procol Harum,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dead Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Patti Smith,
Danielle Patucci,
Yusef Lateef,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Audionom,
Agitation Free,
The Cure,
Amon Düül II,
Kenny Larkin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wasted Youth,
Porter Ricks,
Colin Newman,
Rotary Connection,
Junior Murvin,
A Certain Ratio,
KRS-One,
Skaos,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scion,
The Vogues,
E-Dancer,
Groovy Waters,
The Offenders,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Barracudas,
DNA,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kas Product,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Slits,
Duran Duran,
The Cramps,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gladiators,
Banda Bassotti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Toasters,
The Count Five,
Funky Four + One,
Eddi Front,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.