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 Venezuela and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 R.M.O. 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 Michelle Simonal. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
Dawn Penn,
the Soft Cell,
FM Einheit,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Inner City,
Nils Olav,
David Axelrod,
Letta Mbulu,
Shuggie Otis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sex Pistols,
The Trojans,
Warsaw,
The Kinks,
The Toasters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pussy Galore,
Prince Buster,
Brass Construction,
Cameo,
Gichy Dan,
The Skatalites,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Unwound,
Donny Hathaway,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Busters,
T.S.O.L.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marmalade,
The Mojo Men,
Brand Nubian,
Joey Negro,
Jimmy McGriff,
Stereo Dub,
Moebius,
The Music Machine,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Josef K,
World's Most,
Youth Brigade,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sound Behaviour,
Girls At Our Best!,
Glenn Branca,
Hashim,
Lindisfarne,
Intrusion,
Zero Boys,
The New Christs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swans,
Bluetip,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Vladislav Delay,
X-101,
Index,
Q and Not U,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.