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 Thailand and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Isaac Hayes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Franke,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Golliwogs,
Nik Kershaw,
Ice-T,
Silicon Teens,
E-Dancer,
Marshall Jefferson,
Darondo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brass Construction,
Hardrive,
Liliput,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Blackbyrds,
Essential Logic,
Kerri Chandler,
Ohio Players,
Unwound,
One Last Wish,
Country Teasers,
Juan Atkins,
The Music Machine,
Monks,
Jacob Miller,
Peter and Kerry,
Television Personalities,
Scratch Acid,
The Kinks,
Sparks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Banda Bassotti,
Mars,
DJ Sneak,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Eurythmics,
The Stooges,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ken Boothe,
CMW,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Girls At Our Best!,
Subhumans,
The Sonics,
Sugar Minott,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
The Smoke,
Wire,
Ten City,
Sam Rivers,
Quantec,
Toni Rubio,
Pulsallama,
Sexual Harrassment,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
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.