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 East Timor and from Salvador.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 synthesizer 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 The Evens to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kevin Saunderson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Country Teasers,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Star Department,
Tears for Fears,
Nik Kershaw,
Swell Maps,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Quantec,
Easy Going,
Leonard Cohen,
Jeff Lynne,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Invisible,
The Buckinghams,
Mad Mike,
Fugazi,
Massinfluence,
Boz Scaggs,
Colin Newman,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Model 500,
the Slits,
Parry Music,
Sandy B,
Soft Machine,
Nico,
Tom Boy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Symarip,
Joe Smooth,
The Techniques,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kenny Larkin,
The Mojo Men,
Bill Near,
Gang Starr,
Grauzone,
Kas Product,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Todd Terry,
Yaz,
Cameo,
The Gories,
Scott Walker,
Soulsonic Force,
Motorama,
Ituana,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Little Man,
Tommy Roe,
T.S.O.L.,
The Barracudas,
Japan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eric Dolphy,
One Last Wish,
Terry Callier,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.