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 Equatorial Guinea 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Pet Shop Boys to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rekid,
Sly & The Family Stone,
New Age Steppers,
Quantec,
Man Eating Sloth,
MDC,
AZ,
The Fortunes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Infiniti,
June Days,
Slave,
Minny Pops,
Joe Finger,
The Electric Prunes,
The Black Dice,
Pulsallama,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sex Pistols,
Sonic Youth,
Adolescents,
The Slackers,
Flipper,
Con Funk Shun,
The Angels of Light,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nico,
F. McDonald,
The Remains,
Swell Maps,
Eve St. Jones,
Neil Young,
Hardrive,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cal Tjader,
Marc Almond,
Gabor Szabo,
Brand Nubian,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Velvet Underground,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camouflage,
The Happenings,
Jesper Dahlback,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bluetip,
Aaron Thompson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Average White Band,
Sandy B,
The J.B.'s,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Theoretical Girls,
Thee Headcoats,
New York Dolls,
The Gladiators,
Fela Kuti,
Aloha Tigers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Radiohead,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.