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 Burundi and from Beijing.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish 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 an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oneida,
Ronnie Foster,
Tommy Roe,
Lindisfarne,
In Retrospect,
The Cowsills,
Scientists,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gap Band,
Susan Cadogan,
Dead Boys,
Swans,
Urselle,
Neu!,
The Fall,
Moby Grape,
Bill Wells,
John Coltrane,
the Association,
Arthur Verocai,
the Sonics,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Essential Logic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris Corsano,
The Fortunes,
A Certain Ratio,
Grauzone,
The Five Americans,
Masters at Work,
Kool Moe Dee,
Pantytec,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sällskapet,
Brand Nubian,
New Order,
The Gories,
Fugazi,
Motorama,
Alice Coltrane,
The Smoke,
Cecil Taylor,
X-101,
Iggy Pop,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quadrant,
The Victims,
Eden Ahbez,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Bananas,
Freddie Wadling,
Scan 7,
MC5,
Siglo XX,
Eli Mardock,
One Last Wish,
Magma,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Saints,
Interpol,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.