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 Latvia and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum 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 Marc Almond to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Masters at Work. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
The Beau Brummels,
Soulsonic Force,
The Vogues,
The Birthday Party,
Lucky Dragons,
Neil Young,
Y Pants,
Eric Dolphy,
Moby Grape,
Second Layer,
This Heat,
Scientists,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Davy DMX,
Harry Pussy,
Amazonics,
Amon Düül II,
Ice-T,
Hashim,
The Cramps,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Johnny Clarke,
Section 25,
Q65,
Lakeside,
The Dead C,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gang Green,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stetsasonic,
The Names,
Cheater Slicks,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Mojo Men,
The Alarm Clocks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Minor Threat,
The Misunderstood,
Bill Near,
Idris Muhammad,
Robert Hood,
Brothers Johnson,
Ultra Naté,
Joey Negro,
Ronan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mary Jane Girls,
Severed Heads,
Sonic Youth,
Niagra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Knickerbockers,
Groovy Waters,
Urselle,
Alton Ellis,
The Slits,
The Selecter,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.