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 Venezuela and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 World's Most to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Style,
La Düsseldorf,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Goldenarms,
Kerri Chandler,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Brothers Johnson,
Absolute Body Control,
James White and The Blacks,
Massinfluence,
Index,
Ultravox,
Pylon,
Animal Collective,
Bill Wells,
Iggy Pop,
Infiniti,
Silicon Teens,
The Trojans,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rakim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Brick,
The Residents,
Cheater Slicks,
Swans,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Stereo Dub,
Lyres,
Janne Schatter,
Can,
Sight & Sound,
The Invisible,
the Fania All-Stars,
Alphaville,
Junior Murvin,
The Birthday Party,
Faraquet,
Matthew Bourne,
Moss Icon,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gabor Szabo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Neil Young,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thompson Twins,
The Index,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Adolescents,
The Blackbyrds,
Curtis Mayfield,
ABC,
Rapeman,
Graham Central Station,
H. Thieme,
Fort Wilson Riot,
OOIOO,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.