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 Antigua and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 rhodes 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 Monks to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a KRS-One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Rufus Thomas,
Guru Guru,
The Cowsills,
Thee Headcoats,
Sandy B,
Skarface,
Unrelated Segments,
Bang On A Can,
Motorama,
Kevin Saunderson,
Janne Schatter,
Erasure,
Stereo Dub,
Shuggie Otis,
Reagan Youth,
The Evens,
Ossler,
Steve Hackett,
T. Rex,
Derrick Morgan,
Davy DMX,
Accadde A,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tom Boy,
Mars,
The Music Machine,
The Moleskins,
The Smiths,
Todd Rundgren,
Silicon Teens,
The Gap Band,
Lou Reed,
Blossom Toes,
Alison Limerick,
Stetsasonic,
Harmonia,
Electric Prunes,
D'Angelo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Minnie Riperton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vainqueur,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lakeside,
Roy Ayers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mary Jane Girls,
ABC,
The Seeds,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Human League,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Junior Murvin,
The Toasters,
Lyres,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Letta Mbulu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.