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 Romania and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
JFA,
Bush Tetras,
Little Man,
Pantytec,
The Divine Comedy,
Procol Harum,
The J.B.'s,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Silicon Teens,
Livin' Joy,
Average White Band,
Deepchord,
Kerrie Biddell,
Monks,
Mandrill,
Faust,
Ponytail,
The Walker Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Q and Not U,
Gang Gang Dance,
La Düsseldorf,
Suicide,
the Human League,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Janne Schatter,
Todd Rundgren,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sister Nancy,
Hashim,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kas Product,
Roxette,
The American Breed,
Bauhaus,
Loose Ends,
Peter & Gordon,
Wolf Eyes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alice Coltrane,
Neu!,
Godley & Creme,
Delta 5,
Glenn Branca,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Slits,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dave Gahan,
Slave,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bill Wells,
Chrome,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bang On A Can,
Groovy Waters,
Supertramp,
The Fuzztones,
Soft Cell,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Derrick Morgan,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.