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 Saudi Arabia and from Edmonton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Royal Family And The Poor to the crunk 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Man Parrish,
Faust,
Con Funk Shun,
Byron Stingily,
Rosa Yemen,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Durutti Column,
Pussy Galore,
Television,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fear,
Barry Ungar,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Thompson Twins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Gladiators,
Pole,
Agent Orange,
Patti Smith,
Jawbox,
Chris & Cosey,
CMW,
Amazonics,
Eddi Front,
Cymande,
Hot Snakes,
Niagra,
the Fania All-Stars,
Moss Icon,
Section 25,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Image Ltd.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fugazi,
Sly & The Family Stone,
David McCallum,
Brand Nubian,
The Gap Band,
The Trojans,
Sun City Girls,
Franke,
Basic Channel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Q and Not U,
The Litter,
Organ,
The Smiths,
a-ha,
Lower 48,
The Music Machine,
Camberwell Now,
Sandy B,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Depeche Mode,
Young Marble Giants,
Faraquet,
Dual Sessions,
One Last Wish,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.