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 Thailand and from Halifax.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Holger Czukay 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 Deadbeat to the grime 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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Frankie Knuckles record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Tom Boy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dead Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Infiniti,
Public Image Ltd.,
Hardrive,
The Dirtbombs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Remains,
Porter Ricks,
The Slackers,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sound,
The Durutti Column,
Make Up,
June Days,
The Motions,
Eli Mardock,
Blake Baxter,
Chris Corsano,
Lucky Dragons,
Yaz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Guru Guru,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wally Richardson,
DJ Style,
Soul II Soul,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tres Demented,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Silicon Teens,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marmalade,
Kurtis Blow,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Duran Duran,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Althea and Donna,
Inner City,
Susan Cadogan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sister Nancy,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Wake,
Mars,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Simply Red,
Warren Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arthur Verocai,
Darondo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Arab on Radar,
Adolescents,
The Shadows of Knight,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.