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 Italy and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the electroclash 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Jandek,
The Doors,
Peter and Kerry,
Interpol,
The Martian,
Section 25,
Blake Baxter,
The J.B.'s,
The Grass Roots,
Grandmaster Flash,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Nirvana,
Theoretical Girls,
Toni Rubio,
Juan Atkins,
The Vogues,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Von Mondo,
Tears for Fears,
Ronan,
The Zeros,
Robert Hood,
Stiv Bators,
Electric Prunes,
Khruangbin,
Wasted Youth,
Television,
The Flesh Eaters,
Monks,
Chris & Cosey,
The Detroit Cobras,
Surgeon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
New Order,
Clear Light,
The United States of America,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Residents,
Jimmy McGriff,
One Last Wish,
Sandy B,
Charles Mingus,
The Wake,
Roger Hodgson,
Hashim,
Fat Boys,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alton Ellis,
the Bar-Kays,
Chris Corsano,
8 Eyed Spy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Sarah Menescal,
Fear,
Cybotron,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Visage,
Stereo Dub,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.