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 India and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Seoul.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Derrick Morgan to the jazz 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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Q and Not U,
Flash Fearless,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roxette,
Bauhaus,
Bill Wells,
FM Einheit,
Pere Ubu,
Rotary Connection,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pet Shop Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bob Dylan,
Rakim,
MDC,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Alphaville,
the Bar-Kays,
The Count Five,
Suicide,
Henry Cow,
Country Teasers,
X-102,
Franke,
Skaos,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Chris & Cosey,
Index,
Goldenarms,
R.M.O.,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mars,
Panda Bear,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Motions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Roy Ayers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Iggy Pop,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
John Coltrane,
Tubeway Army,
The Cowsills,
World's Most,
Fugazi,
Bootsy Collins,
Talk Talk,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
David McCallum,
The Associates,
Jeff Mills,
Black Sheep,
Bush Tetras,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Moon,
Blossom Toes,
Gichy Dan,
Alison Limerick,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.