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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 J.B.'s to the dance 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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
The Barracudas,
Mission of Burma,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ice-T,
Boredoms,
LL Cool J,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ossler,
OOIOO,
Swell Maps,
Simply Red,
Yusef Lateef,
Intrusion,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
MC5,
Traffic Nightmare,
Essential Logic,
World's Most,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Visage,
Bluetip,
Can,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
R.M.O.,
UT,
Camberwell Now,
Judy Mowatt,
ABBA,
The Fuzztones,
The Toasters,
Massinfluence,
Stetsasonic,
Albert Ayler,
Yaz,
The Litter,
Lalann,
Clear Light,
The Monks,
Rosa Yemen,
Babytalk,
Kas Product,
Magazine,
the Association,
Kerri Chandler,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Happenings,
Blossom Toes,
Donny Hathaway,
Skaos,
Technova,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Blackbyrds,
Cal Tjader,
Sun City Girls,
Drexciya,
Bootsy Collins,
The Slackers,
Pole,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aaron Thompson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs, The Dirtbombs.
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.