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 Malta and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Goldenarms to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
T.S.O.L.,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang of Four,
Masters at Work,
Sun Ra,
Marvin Gaye,
Country Teasers,
X-Ray Spex,
The Gories,
Chris & Cosey,
kango's stein massive,
Black Moon,
Swell Maps,
Gastr Del Sol,
Davy DMX,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sexual Harrassment,
Audionom,
Hardrive,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ornette Coleman,
Agitation Free,
Minutemen,
Grauzone,
Alison Limerick,
Pharoah Sanders,
AZ,
Robert Wyatt,
Harpers Bizarre,
Maleditus Sound,
Faraquet,
Japan,
Boz Scaggs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mars,
PIL,
Public Image Ltd.,
Kas Product,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Ossler,
Khruangbin,
The Seeds,
The Skatalites,
T. Rex,
Peter and Kerry,
Dennis Brown,
The Cure,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scion,
These Immortal Souls,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Adolescents,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ponytail,
OOIOO,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Peter & Gordon,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.