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 Tanzania and from Copenhagen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Minny Pops to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 A Flock of Seagulls. All the underground hits.
All Kerrie Biddell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Foxx record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Andrew Hill,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Techniques,
Minor Threat,
Sight & Sound,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Circle Jerks,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gladiators,
Hardrive,
Rotary Connection,
The Moody Blues,
Nils Olav,
Carl Craig,
Jacob Miller,
Harmonia,
The Blues Magoos,
Throbbing Gristle,
Beasts of Bourbon,
8 Eyed Spy,
a-ha,
The Neon Judgement,
Bill Wells,
Sparks,
The Kinks,
Amon Düül,
Reagan Youth,
The Residents,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scientists,
The Tremeloes,
Main Source,
Barbara Tucker,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sonic Youth,
Brand Nubian,
Thompson Twins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Danielle Patucci,
Reuben Wilson,
Fatback Band,
U.S. Maple,
The Fuzztones,
Marmalade,
Jeff Lynne,
Dawn Penn,
June Days,
Public Enemy,
Lou Reed,
Yaz,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Yazoo,
Second Layer,
Zero Boys,
Rufus Thomas,
The Count Five,
Junior Murvin,
The Young Rascals,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.