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 Kenya and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 Hong Kong and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cybotron to the disco 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Tears for Fears,
Organ,
Japan,
Rekid,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sun Ra,
Soulsonic Force,
Junior Murvin,
John Lydon,
Sun City Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Offenders,
The Angels of Light,
Public Enemy,
Derrick Morgan,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fuzztones,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Remains,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Heaven 17,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Busters,
kango's stein massive,
Dark Day,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Moss Icon,
The Associates,
Max Romeo,
Rod Modell,
Altered Images,
The Dirtbombs,
The Stooges,
Panda Bear,
CMW,
Chris Corsano,
Robert Hood,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Toasters,
John Holt,
Lebanon Hanover,
Warren Ellis,
The Doors,
Nirvana,
The Martian,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fugs,
Negative Approach,
Black Flag,
Hardrive,
Skriet,
This Heat,
Motorama,
Gichy Dan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Duran Duran,
Charles Mingus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Circle Jerks,
Throbbing Gristle,
the Association,
Maleditus Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.