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 Papua New Guinea and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Q and Not U to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Absolute Body Control,
Derrick May,
EPMD,
Television,
Steve Hackett,
Ituana,
Minnie Riperton,
Von Mondo,
Crispy Ambulance,
Masters at Work,
David Axelrod,
World's Most,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Patti Smith,
Mantronix,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Oblivians,
The Kinks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mr. Review,
The Selecter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deepchord,
Eric Dolphy,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Big Daddy Kane,
New Age Steppers,
Sällskapet,
L. Decosne,
Model 500,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The New Christs,
The Pop Group,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Walker Brothers,
Rakim,
Lou Reed,
Cecil Taylor,
Surgeon,
Radiohead,
Wally Richardson,
Bizarre Inc.,
ABBA,
The Neon Judgement,
Sound Behaviour,
Ornette Coleman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roy Ayers,
The Count Five,
Boredoms,
The Martian,
The Remains,
Theoretical Girls,
Lightning Bolt,
Cybotron,
Grey Daturas,
Rapeman,
Peter and Kerry,
Whodini, Whodini, Whodini, Whodini.
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.