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 Marshall Islands and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the disco 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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Sherman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
The Count Five,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sly & The Family Stone,
Thompson Twins,
B.T. Express,
Terry Callier,
Peter & Gordon,
Godley & Creme,
Erasure,
Whodini,
F. McDonald,
Porter Ricks,
Rakim,
The Leaves,
Lightning Bolt,
Joe Finger,
Todd Terry,
Sex Pistols,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Altered Images,
Gichy Dan,
Funky Four + One,
Minor Threat,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Maurizio,
The Real Kids,
Agitation Free,
The Trojans,
Blancmange,
Public Enemy,
Lalann,
Lou Christie,
Harmonia,
Letta Mbulu,
a-ha,
Minnie Riperton,
The Gladiators,
Smog,
Japan,
Ponytail,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Spandau Ballet,
The Fall,
Massinfluence,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Avey Tare,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Radiohead,
D'Angelo,
Nirvana,
Youth Brigade,
Scratch Acid,
Boogie Down Productions,
Warren Ellis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.