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 Libya and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 oboe 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 Skriet to the funk 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Lakeside,
Harpers Bizarre,
Unwound,
Dark Day,
Fatback Band,
Oblivians,
The Moody Blues,
Von Mondo,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ten City,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joensuu 1685,
Fifty Foot Hose,
LL Cool J,
The Velvet Underground,
Darondo,
The J.B.'s,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eddi Front,
Lightning Bolt,
Brick,
Bob Dylan,
The Pop Group,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Con Funk Shun,
World's Most,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang Gang Dance,
AZ,
Massinfluence,
Drexciya,
The Invisible,
The Associates,
Neil Young,
Chris & Cosey,
Kurtis Blow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Görl,
John Holt,
Marc Almond,
Idris Muhammad,
PIL,
Boredoms,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Fall,
Altered Images,
Suburban Knight,
Radiohead,
The Angels of Light,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lyres,
Sparks,
The Motions,
Kaleidoscope,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.