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 Mozambique and from Johannesburg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 linndrum 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 The Cowsills to the crunk 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All X-Ray Spex tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Infiniti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tubeway Army,
AZ,
Aloha Tigers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bad Manners,
Wings,
Swell Maps,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Toasters,
Isaac Hayes,
Grey Daturas,
The Slits,
Dead Boys,
Minnie Riperton,
Inner City,
Blake Baxter,
Rites of Spring,
K-Klass,
Audionom,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fatback Band,
Glenn Branca,
Depeche Mode,
Make Up,
U.S. Maple,
Erykah Badu,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fire Engines,
Pantytec,
Symarip,
Surgeon,
Supertramp,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Unwound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Mojo Men,
Subhumans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Swans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
UT,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Mary Jane Girls,
In Retrospect,
Ornette Coleman,
Sam Rivers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eddi Front,
The Cosmic Jokers,
World's Most,
X-101,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.