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 Macedonia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing 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 mellotron 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 David McCallum to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Toni Rubio,
Pole,
The Trojans,
Donny Hathaway,
LL Cool J,
The Pretty Things,
Angry Samoans,
The Move,
Bobby Sherman,
Sugar Minott,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lucky Dragons,
Los Fastidios,
New Age Steppers,
The Birthday Party,
Underground Resistance,
Y Pants,
Infiniti,
Loose Ends,
kango's stein massive,
Crime,
Rosa Yemen,
Carl Craig,
Girls At Our Best!,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crooked Eye,
Rites of Spring,
Lou Christie,
DJ Style,
The Walker Brothers,
Sixth Finger,
Ohio Players,
ABBA,
The Mummies,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Litter,
Easy Going,
Jerry's Kids,
Archie Shepp,
Joy Division,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ronan,
OOIOO,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dave Gahan,
John Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zero Boys,
Joe Finger,
Gang Starr,
The Blackbyrds,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marmalade,
Thee Headcoats,
Eden Ahbez,
Basic Channel,
Brand Nubian,
Electric Prunes,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.