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 Kyrgyzstan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
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 oboe 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 Qualms to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Siglo XX. All the underground hits.
All Eden Ahbez tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen 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?
Fela Kuti,
The Dead C,
Easy Going,
Deakin,
Whodini,
Ituana,
Eric Dolphy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lindisfarne,
Altered Images,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Techniques,
Radiopuhelimet,
Terry Callier,
Eddi Front,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Slick Rick,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Happenings,
Nico,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Smog,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Yusef Lateef,
Siglo XX,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
X-101,
Eric B and Rakim,
Goldenarms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Little Man,
Heaven 17,
The Knickerbockers,
Silicon Teens,
The Dirtbombs,
Pagans,
Blossom Toes,
Niagra,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Scan 7,
Second Layer,
U.S. Maple,
Amon Düül,
The Invisible,
The Martian,
The Victims,
Suicide,
Man Parrish,
Stetsasonic,
The Mojo Men,
The Pop Group,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Aaron Thompson,
The Divine Comedy,
Skarface,
Sällskapet,
Agitation Free,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.