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 Netherlands and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Mighty Diamonds to the jazz 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 Matthew Bourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Red Krayola,
Anthony Braxton,
The Star Department,
Rapeman,
Scan 7,
Khruangbin,
Pole,
New York Dolls,
the Soft Cell,
The Real Kids,
Gabor Szabo,
Can,
Sunsets and Hearts,
John Lydon,
Nick Fraelich,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fugazi,
Essential Logic,
Public Enemy,
Los Fastidios,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bob Dylan,
Dennis Brown,
Roxette,
The Remains,
Hashim,
Roger Hodgson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mo-Dettes,
Carl Craig,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Trumans Water,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nik Kershaw,
The J.B.'s,
Lungfish,
Depeche Mode,
Gastr Del Sol,
La Düsseldorf,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Shuggie Otis,
Chrome,
James White and The Blacks,
Vainqueur,
John Foxx,
Archie Shepp,
Jerry's Kids,
The Doors,
Silicon Teens,
Royal Trux,
Minutemen,
Organ,
Angry Samoans,
Robert Wyatt,
The Seeds,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Human League,
Erasure,
Yaz,
Ludus,
Nico,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.