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 Cuba and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 David Bowie 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 Warren Ellis to the grime 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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
Godley & Creme,
Sonic Youth,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lee Hazlewood,
One Last Wish,
Gabor Szabo,
Gang Green,
10cc,
Joey Negro,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Buckinghams,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
T. Rex,
John Foxx,
These Immortal Souls,
Pussy Galore,
Matthew Bourne,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Letta Mbulu,
Main Source,
The Tremeloes,
Soulsonic Force,
Basic Channel,
Mission of Burma,
Echospace,
Mr. Review,
Chris & Cosey,
Peter & Gordon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Morten Harket,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Five Americans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Moebius,
The Young Rascals,
John Cale,
London Community Gospel Choir,
This Heat,
Sonny Sharrock,
Funky Four + One,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fuzztones,
Throbbing Gristle,
Wire,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Silicon Teens,
Dennis Brown,
Eli Mardock,
The Black Dice,
Con Funk Shun,
Crime,
The Durutti Column,
Harry Pussy,
Bill Near,
Thompson Twins,
Clear Light,
Bluetip,
Siglo XX,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.