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 Germany and from Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Bauhaus to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Eric Copeland,
Niagra,
Jawbox,
Depeche Mode,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rosa Yemen,
Ossler,
Roxette,
Hoover,
Loose Ends,
Infiniti,
The Electric Prunes,
H. Thieme,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Man Eating Sloth,
Q and Not U,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Wake,
Lou Reed,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fortunes,
Kenny Larkin,
Ten City,
Susan Cadogan,
Zapp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Stereo Dub,
X-Ray Spex,
Rufus Thomas,
Mantronix,
Parry Music,
The Young Rascals,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Yazoo,
Organ,
Bad Manners,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Slits,
Todd Terry,
The Five Americans,
Todd Rundgren,
Stiv Bators,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Suburban Knight,
Symarip,
Swans,
Tubeway Army,
Agent Orange,
Newcleus,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
the Soft Cell,
Robert Görl,
The J.B.'s,
Freddie Wadling,
Y Pants,
Gang of Four,
Crooked Eye,
Josef K,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.