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 Nigeria and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Toronto.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Echospace to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kerrie Biddell,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cameo,
Pussy Galore,
Y Pants,
Nick Fraelich,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Absolute Body Control,
Leonard Cohen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Junior Murvin,
China Crisis,
Urselle,
Delta 5,
Metal Thangz,
Jeff Lynne,
The Invisible,
the Association,
X-101,
Godley & Creme,
Traffic Nightmare,
John Lydon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bill Wells,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Yellowson,
Pere Ubu,
These Immortal Souls,
Roxette,
MC5,
The Skatalites,
Newcleus,
Crispy Ambulance,
Half Japanese,
CMW,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Victims,
The Cure,
Soft Cell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Youth Brigade,
X-102,
Niagra,
Symarip,
John Cale,
Grey Daturas,
Rapeman,
Japan,
The Moleskins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rod Modell,
Gang of Four,
James White and The Blacks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Divine Comedy,
Flash Fearless,
Harry Pussy,
Country Teasers,
Fela Kuti,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.