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 Iran and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Zapp to the electroclash 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 The Vogues. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cybotron,
Josef K,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The American Breed,
Stockholm Monsters,
Subhumans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Flipper,
Gichy Dan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
UT,
Mark Hollis,
Sixth Finger,
Unwound,
Fat Boys,
Erasure,
Warsaw,
The Invisible,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gong,
The Pretty Things,
Camberwell Now,
Delta 5,
Saccharine Trust,
Television Personalities,
U.S. Maple,
Judy Mowatt,
Radio Birdman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Alton Ellis,
Barbara Tucker,
Alison Limerick,
Freddie Wadling,
Slick Rick,
Piero Umiliani,
David Bowie,
June Days,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Television,
Au Pairs,
The Vogues,
D'Angelo,
Barrington Levy,
Archie Shepp,
Reagan Youth,
Eddi Front,
Thompson Twins,
Matthew Bourne,
Alphaville,
The United States of America,
Rites of Spring,
Janne Schatter,
The Doors,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Icehouse,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Beau Brummels,
Michelle Simonal,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.