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 Germany and from Lyon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 Zero Boys to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Unwound,
The Black Dice,
Barrington Levy,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tears for Fears,
Arthur Verocai,
The Busters,
Popol Vuh,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Au Pairs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Banda Bassotti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joyce Sims,
Todd Rundgren,
EPMD,
Tres Demented,
The Sonics,
Minor Threat,
DNA,
the Germs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric B and Rakim,
JFA,
Japan,
Alton Ellis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Martian,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tom Boy,
Visage,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Severed Heads,
Camouflage,
Cluster,
Scientists,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Carl Craig,
China Crisis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Walker Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
Roy Ayers,
The Pretty Things,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Zero Boys,
Zapp,
Lou Christie,
Fluxion,
Pylon,
Gang Starr,
Adolescents,
Delon & Dalcan,
Morten Harket,
Mark Hollis,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pole,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.