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 Columbus.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Index to the punk 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Sound Behaviour,
Soul II Soul,
Urselle,
Grauzone,
Dorothy Ashby,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Pop Group,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Velvet Underground,
Metal Thangz,
Second Layer,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Mojo Men,
Nik Kershaw,
Scion,
Minor Threat,
Kenny Larkin,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pulsallama,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sam Rivers,
Fear,
La Düsseldorf,
U.S. Maple,
The Trojans,
Funky Four + One,
Aswad,
Throbbing Gristle,
Echospace,
Sonic Youth,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dave Gahan,
The Gladiators,
Gang Green,
Masters at Work,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ultimate Spinach,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
China Crisis,
Jeff Mills,
Sixth Finger,
Joyce Sims,
The Divine Comedy,
Mandrill,
The Offenders,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
X-102,
Pere Ubu,
Ronan,
Goldenarms,
Alton Ellis,
Crooked Eye,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wire,
Trumans Water,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.