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 Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mr. Review to the disco 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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every China Crisis 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Joensuu 1685,
The Leaves,
Lalann,
Q and Not U,
Robert Hood,
Jawbox,
The Pretty Things,
Livin' Joy,
Skarface,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soft Cell,
Brass Construction,
Shoche,
Junior Murvin,
Schoolly D,
Avey Tare,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sam Rivers,
The Vogues,
Rakim,
Gichy Dan,
The Evens,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Technova,
Desert Stars,
Shuggie Otis,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flamin' Groovies,
Monolake,
Jacob Miller,
Tomorrow,
Lindisfarne,
Simply Red,
The Remains,
Crooked Eye,
The Sonics,
Babytalk,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hot Snakes,
a-ha,
Crime,
Ultravox,
Malaria!,
Davy DMX,
Duran Duran,
The Zeros,
Vladislav Delay,
Alison Limerick,
Kurtis Blow,
Zero Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Pagans,
Scan 7,
Thompson Twins,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Suburban Knight,
Barbara Tucker,
Dawn Penn,
Joe Smooth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.