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 Barbados and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Rakim to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
June Days,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Enemy,
ABBA,
New Order,
Hoover,
Ultimate Spinach,
Leonard Cohen,
Harpers Bizarre,
Minny Pops,
Ornette Coleman,
Pole,
Roger Hodgson,
Johnny Osbourne,
John Coltrane,
Funky Four + One,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Interpol,
Pharoah Sanders,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fort Wilson Riot,
These Immortal Souls,
The Happenings,
Amazonics,
Severed Heads,
Au Pairs,
Lou Reed,
Todd Rundgren,
Soft Cell,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Radiohead,
The Red Krayola,
Los Fastidios,
Althea and Donna,
The Moody Blues,
Grauzone,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gregory Isaacs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wasted Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rapeman,
Dennis Brown,
Blancmange,
Matthew Bourne,
B.T. Express,
L. Decosne,
Radio Birdman,
Skarface,
Ultravox,
Camouflage,
Cybotron,
Flipper,
Outsiders,
Banda Bassotti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Shadows of Knight,
Flash Fearless,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.