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 Jamaica and from Hong Kong.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 güiro 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 Jerry's Kids to the grime 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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Ituana,
Fluxion,
The Moody Blues,
La Düsseldorf,
The Real Kids,
T.S.O.L.,
Derrick Morgan,
Rites of Spring,
Marcia Griffiths,
Main Source,
U.S. Maple,
Brick,
Thompson Twins,
Visage,
Mr. Review,
Khruangbin,
The Blackbyrds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Adolescents,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Joey Negro,
The Fugs,
Liliput,
Quando Quango,
Spandau Ballet,
Q and Not U,
The Wake,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Black Sheep,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
JFA,
Dennis Brown,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
kango's stein massive,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Walker Brothers,
K-Klass,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Bananas,
Maurizio,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Happenings,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pierre Henry,
The Vogues,
Sight & Sound,
Bill Near,
Joe Finger,
Yusef Lateef,
Section 25,
Das Ding,
The Motions,
Negative Approach,
Royal Trux,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The United States of America,
Y Pants,
Pussy Galore,
Rosa Yemen,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.