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 Portland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Delhi.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Half Japanese to the funk 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scrapy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeff Mills,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wally Richardson,
Brick,
Yellowson,
Byron Stingily,
Pierre Henry,
Joy Division,
Saccharine Trust,
Unwound,
Peter & Gordon,
The Mummies,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Arthur Verocai,
Cal Tjader,
F. McDonald,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Excepter,
Minor Threat,
Steve Hackett,
Barbara Tucker,
Cybotron,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hasil Adkins,
Rapeman,
Lebanon Hanover,
48th St. Collective,
The Gun Club,
the Swans,
Model 500,
The Pop Group,
Bang On A Can,
Terry Callier,
Jeff Lynne,
Parry Music,
Bobby Sherman,
the Germs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Fortunes,
Oblivians,
Mad Mike,
Max Romeo,
Grauzone,
The Move,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Zapp,
Roger Hodgson,
Sandy B,
Theoretical Girls,
Brand Nubian,
Tom Boy,
Kaleidoscope,
Echospace,
Bob Dylan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.