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 Armenia and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Vainqueur to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Anakelly. All the underground hits.
All Soul Sonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Flag,
Morten Harket,
Don Cherry,
10cc,
Letta Mbulu,
Fad Gadget,
Kerrie Biddell,
New York Dolls,
Vainqueur,
Silicon Teens,
Godley & Creme,
Mantronix,
Prince Buster,
Brass Construction,
LL Cool J,
Vladislav Delay,
The Associates,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echospace,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Thompson Twins,
Big Daddy Kane,
Joe Smooth,
ABBA,
Alison Limerick,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Zeros,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Bananas,
Eli Mardock,
The Human League,
Porter Ricks,
The Star Department,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aural Exciters,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Selecter,
Malaria!,
Rites of Spring,
Hardrive,
Excepter,
The Fire Engines,
Minor Threat,
Deadbeat,
Eric Dolphy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Faraquet,
Amazonics,
Marc Almond,
Au Pairs,
The Slits,
The Vogues,
Tres Demented,
Barclay James Harvest,
Donny Hathaway,
the Slits,
Albert Ayler,
D'Angelo,
Reagan Youth,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.