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 St Lucia and from Portland.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Pierre Henry to the jazz 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sällskapet 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Buckinghams,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pop Group,
a-ha,
Bad Manners,
Lou Reed,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Man Parrish,
The Red Krayola,
10cc,
Au Pairs,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fugs,
The Searchers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Zero Boys,
Rod Modell,
Lucky Dragons,
The Last Poets,
Ponytail,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mars,
Dead Boys,
The Velvet Underground,
Joe Finger,
Piero Umiliani,
Toni Rubio,
Wire,
Tres Demented,
Half Japanese,
Chrome,
The Evens,
Mo-Dettes,
The Seeds,
Unrelated Segments,
Amazonics,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mantronix,
Accadde A,
Tim Buckley,
Little Man,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kaleidoscope,
Chris & Cosey,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marine Girls,
Masters at Work,
Warren Ellis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Procol Harum,
Althea and Donna,
Scion,
Easy Going,
The Cure,
Peter & Gordon,
Sound Behaviour,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Swell Maps,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.