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 Ivory Coast and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 John Lydon to the funk 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Symarip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths 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?
Eric B and Rakim,
Can,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Pretty Things,
Marvin Gaye,
Visage,
Peter and Kerry,
The Raincoats,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Flash Fearless,
Clear Light,
Audionom,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Offenders,
Swell Maps,
Roy Ayers,
Fear,
Rapeman,
EPMD,
Eddi Front,
Grandmaster Flash,
Laurel Aitken,
Minny Pops,
New York Dolls,
Index,
Godley & Creme,
The Happenings,
The Real Kids,
In Retrospect,
Alice Coltrane,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Faraquet,
Moss Icon,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Normal,
Graham Central Station,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
JFA,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Joy Division,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Darondo,
Ituana,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fat Boys,
Buzzcocks,
Brick,
Chris Corsano,
Zapp,
Brothers Johnson,
ABC,
X-102,
The Electric Prunes,
The Victims,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mark Hollis,
Henry Cow,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Toni Rubio,
The Blackbyrds,
The Walker Brothers,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.