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 Sweden and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cecil Taylor to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Motions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Goldenarms,
X-101,
The Pretty Things,
Whodini,
Rotary Connection,
Kerrie Biddell,
Aaron Thompson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Victims,
The Searchers,
Stiv Bators,
Max Romeo,
The Gladiators,
PIL,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The J.B.'s,
Ituana,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lou Reed,
Sandy B,
Jeff Lynne,
Maleditus Sound,
Jeru the Damaja,
Masters at Work,
JFA,
FM Einheit,
Simply Red,
Joyce Sims,
Roy Ayers,
Nils Olav,
Alphaville,
The Happenings,
Crash Course in Science,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
10cc,
Godley & Creme,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Saints,
Pulsallama,
the Association,
The Pop Group,
Spandau Ballet,
The Tremeloes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Supertramp,
Davy DMX,
Hardrive,
Arcadia,
Ultra Naté,
the Germs,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mr. Review,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Joy Division,
Yellowson,
The Neon Judgement,
the Human League,
Mandrill,
Stereo Dub,
Joensuu 1685,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.