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 Djibouti and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 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 Davy DMX to the grime 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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Janne Schatter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pere Ubu 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Smog,
Japan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gichy Dan,
The Standells,
The Selecter,
Albert Ayler,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Rhythm & Sound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Average White Band,
DNA,
The Blackbyrds,
X-101,
Maurizio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Human League,
The Golliwogs,
Marvin Gaye,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jimmy McGriff,
FM Einheit,
Deadbeat,
Vladislav Delay,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ohio Players,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Q and Not U,
Gong,
Don Cherry,
R.M.O.,
Sun Ra,
Crispian St. Peters,
ABBA,
The Fire Engines,
Deakin,
Zero Boys,
World's Most,
Wasted Youth,
Fela Kuti,
the Slits,
Lightning Bolt,
Underground Resistance,
Laurel Aitken,
Toni Rubio,
The Count Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Heaven 17,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Dead C,
Aural Exciters,
Godley & Creme,
Dennis Brown,
Soulsonic Force,
Surgeon,
The Monks,
Excepter,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.