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 Lithuania and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 Black Sheep to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Alison Limerick,
Joy Division,
Jacob Miller,
The Moleskins,
The Associates,
Jeff Lynne,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang of Four,
Sarah Menescal,
CMW,
Agitation Free,
Hoover,
MC5,
Minny Pops,
The Slackers,
The Pop Group,
Gichy Dan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Deepchord,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Buckinghams,
Warsaw,
Scan 7,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nik Kershaw,
Magma,
Hot Snakes,
Sandy B,
Public Image Ltd.,
Graham Central Station,
Section 25,
U.S. Maple,
Terrestrial Tones,
Underground Resistance,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bizarre Inc.,
La Düsseldorf,
The American Breed,
R.M.O.,
Glenn Branca,
Ossler,
Mo-Dettes,
The Velvet Underground,
Lyres,
8 Eyed Spy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Radio Birdman,
Procol Harum,
The Seeds,
Ludus,
Robert Görl,
Lou Reed,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tommy Roe,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ken Boothe,
Vainqueur,
The Smiths,
Moebius,
Stiv Bators,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.