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 Estonia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Michael McDonald 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 Junior Murvin 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
The Residents,
Camouflage,
The Walker Brothers,
Tubeway Army,
Brothers Johnson,
The Index,
Warren Ellis,
The Motions,
LL Cool J,
Buzzcocks,
Quadrant,
The Evens,
Fela Kuti,
Hot Snakes,
Boz Scaggs,
Radio Birdman,
Tim Buckley,
Cluster,
Ronan,
Sparks,
Brass Construction,
Bad Manners,
the Human League,
Fad Gadget,
The Golliwogs,
Marine Girls,
The Fire Engines,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Steve Hackett,
The Slits,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Flamin' Groovies,
One Last Wish,
Desert Stars,
Anthony Braxton,
Marmalade,
Bronski Beat,
Prince Buster,
Liliput,
Eli Mardock,
The Modern Lovers,
Howard Jones,
Bootsy Collins,
The Skatalites,
Erykah Badu,
Average White Band,
Eddi Front,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joy Division,
In Retrospect,
Rufus Thomas,
Mission of Burma,
Rotary Connection,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
DJ Sneak,
Stereo Dub,
Eric Copeland,
Excepter,
KRS-One,
Black Sheep,
Ice-T,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.