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 Portugal and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Real Kids to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Niagra,
Monks,
Prince Buster,
The Buckinghams,
Sound Behaviour,
Barbara Tucker,
Josef K,
Faraquet,
The Names,
Camouflage,
Barrington Levy,
Michelle Simonal,
Goldenarms,
Duran Duran,
Tomorrow,
Sugar Minott,
Marvin Gaye,
Tim Buckley,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Durutti Column,
CMW,
Freddie Wadling,
10cc,
Barry Ungar,
Sam Rivers,
The Martian,
Stetsasonic,
Wire,
Johnny Clarke,
Alison Limerick,
E-Dancer,
Eurythmics,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marcia Griffiths,
Drexciya,
Scrapy,
China Crisis,
Minnie Riperton,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Terry Callier,
Saccharine Trust,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ice-T,
Unwound,
Fad Gadget,
Gang Gang Dance,
Infiniti,
Animal Collective,
Arab on Radar,
Matthew Halsall,
Barclay James Harvest,
Malaria!,
the Slits,
Organ,
Girls At Our Best!,
World's Most,
Ludus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.