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 Czech Republic and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Joe Smooth to the punk 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Mary Jane Girls,
Moebius,
The Standells,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soft Machine,
Danielle Patucci,
Qualms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marcia Griffiths,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ken Boothe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeff Mills,
Idris Muhammad,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sight & Sound,
The Barracudas,
Marmalade,
Reagan Youth,
The Shadows of Knight,
Amazonics,
Nas,
The Divine Comedy,
Inner City,
Sun City Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Susan Cadogan,
Frankie Knuckles,
Grauzone,
Yazoo,
Von Mondo,
Laurel Aitken,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marine Girls,
Ice-T,
Bill Wells,
FM Einheit,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Human League,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
JFA,
The Buckinghams,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lungfish,
E-Dancer,
Theoretical Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fatback Band,
Glenn Branca,
The Techniques,
Peter and Kerry,
Crooked Eye,
Masters at Work,
Pylon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Technova,
Camouflage,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Mojo Men,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.