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 Belarus and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Mary Jane Girls to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Terrestrial Tones. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Amazonics,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Buzzcocks,
Scan 7,
Godley & Creme,
FM Einheit,
Hot Snakes,
Vainqueur,
Oblivians,
Harry Pussy,
Slave,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Quando Quango,
Ohio Players,
Dead Boys,
The Shadows of Knight,
Vladislav Delay,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Tremeloes,
Lalo Schifrin,
Desert Stars,
Fela Kuti,
Chrome,
Von Mondo,
Public Enemy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Young Rascals,
Nirvana,
Delta 5,
Roy Ayers,
Guru Guru,
Letta Mbulu,
Eden Ahbez,
Monolake,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Albert Ayler,
The Evens,
Scrapy,
Black Moon,
Barrington Levy,
Groovy Waters,
Rufus Thomas,
Bluetip,
Frankie Knuckles,
Skaos,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nas,
Flash Fearless,
Smog,
Barry Ungar,
Grauzone,
Reuben Wilson,
Livin' Joy,
T.S.O.L.,
Quadrant,
Deepchord,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gabor Szabo,
Ken Boothe,
Half Japanese,
Joensuu 1685,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.