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 Dominican Republic and from Paris.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Vainqueur to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kings Of Tomorrow 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chris & Cosey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Angels of Light,
Dave Gahan,
Unrelated Segments,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fugazi,
Easy Going,
Sugar Minott,
Laurel Aitken,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Barracudas,
Hot Snakes,
Scratch Acid,
Little Man,
Wings,
Brick,
Joy Division,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
T. Rex,
The Gladiators,
Rufus Thomas,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Avey Tare,
The Grass Roots,
Jeff Mills,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The J.B.'s,
David McCallum,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Bananas,
Bronski Beat,
Make Up,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Busters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Agitation Free,
Theoretical Girls,
The Residents,
Monks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Cure,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Boredoms,
Sixth Finger,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Y Pants,
Wire,
Sarah Menescal,
EPMD,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monochrome Set,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
ABBA,
The Blues Magoos,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soulsonic Force,
Ornette Coleman,
Severed Heads,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.