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 Brunei and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Model 500 to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Jandek,
Deepchord,
Shuggie Otis,
Soul II Soul,
Duran Duran,
Buzzcocks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Q and Not U,
Youth Brigade,
Neu!,
The Divine Comedy,
Lower 48,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Cybotron,
The American Breed,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Associates,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mary Jane Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Babytalk,
Eli Mardock,
Funky Four + One,
Technova,
David Bowie,
Deadbeat,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Max Romeo,
Unwound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ronan,
Man Parrish,
The Standells,
Toni Rubio,
The J.B.'s,
Barbara Tucker,
Thee Headcoats,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dark Day,
Maleditus Sound,
Moby Grape,
Josef K,
Bluetip,
Section 25,
John Coltrane,
Vainqueur,
Johnny Osbourne,
Patti Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Swans,
Banda Bassotti,
Sam Rivers,
Urselle,
The Smoke,
Heaven 17,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Offenders,
The Searchers,
Tim Buckley,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.