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 Libya and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Star Department to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Magma,
The Angels of Light,
Lyres,
Pantytec,
Half Japanese,
The Pop Group,
Leonard Cohen,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Doors,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Steve Hackett,
Rufus Thomas,
Model 500,
Groovy Waters,
Altered Images,
Rites of Spring,
New York Dolls,
Buzzcocks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Amon Düül,
Country Teasers,
Aswad,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grandmaster Flash,
FM Einheit,
Bobbi Humphrey,
LL Cool J,
Joy Division,
Slave,
AZ,
Josef K,
Quadrant,
Kerrie Biddell,
Robert Görl,
The Barracudas,
Symarip,
Amon Düül II,
Deadbeat,
Excepter,
Faraquet,
Electric Prunes,
John Foxx,
Scan 7,
The Slits,
World's Most,
The Neon Judgement,
Zapp,
The Mummies,
Lucky Dragons,
Tears for Fears,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Birthday Party,
Make Up,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.