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 Korea South and from Woodstock.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 synthesizer 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 The Last Poets to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gun Club record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Swans,
Amon Düül,
Metal Thangz,
China Crisis,
Duran Duran,
Roy Ayers,
Roger Hodgson,
Ituana,
New York Dolls,
Rufus Thomas,
Make Up,
Sight & Sound,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Sound,
Excepter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jacob Miller,
The Litter,
Unwound,
X-102,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Au Pairs,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Evens,
Section 25,
KRS-One,
Juan Atkins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Fad Gadget,
T.S.O.L.,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Skaos,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Gladiators,
Man Parrish,
AZ,
Urselle,
Tres Demented,
DNA,
The Kinks,
Bob Dylan,
Oneida,
Sun Ra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Danielle Patucci,
Bang On A Can,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faust,
Niagra,
Massinfluence,
Marmalade,
Deepchord,
Cybotron,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Godley & Creme,
Bluetip,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Buckinghams,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.