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 Sudan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 oboe 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 Deakin to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Frankie Knuckles record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cymande,
Al Stewart,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Metal Thangz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kenny Larkin,
Bad Manners,
Derrick Morgan,
Cecil Taylor,
Warren Ellis,
Soft Cell,
Peter & Gordon,
Maurizio,
Arcadia,
Franke,
Excepter,
Drexciya,
The Smoke,
Heaven 17,
Darondo,
June Days,
The Dave Clark Five,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rakim,
MDC,
The Pop Group,
Morten Harket,
The Cure,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Blake Baxter,
Magma,
Brothers Johnson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gichy Dan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Dave Gahan,
The Misunderstood,
Simply Red,
Amazonics,
Alison Limerick,
Moss Icon,
Marmalade,
The Neon Judgement,
Susan Cadogan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boogie Down Productions,
Duran Duran,
Zapp,
A Certain Ratio,
Brass Construction,
Half Japanese,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crooked Eye,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tres Demented,
Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine, Soft Machine.
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.