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 Slovenia and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum 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 Kaleidoscope to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Order record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Avey Tare,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Smoke,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Birthday Party,
Massinfluence,
Rakim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cybotron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Y Pants,
The Evens,
Joe Finger,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Essential Logic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Flipper,
Lee Hazlewood,
Livin' Joy,
Thompson Twins,
Mr. Review,
Subhumans,
Althea and Donna,
Marine Girls,
The Techniques,
Robert Wyatt,
Alton Ellis,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Todd Rundgren,
Sparks,
The Dead C,
The New Christs,
Brass Construction,
Zapp,
Donny Hathaway,
Barry Ungar,
Jawbox,
A Certain Ratio,
Spoonie Gee,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Vainqueur,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
John Lydon,
Deadbeat,
Robert Görl,
DNA,
Erykah Badu,
John Cale,
Patti Smith,
Minor Threat,
Bob Dylan,
Soft Cell,
The Doors,
Derrick May,
Royal Trux,
Janne Schatter,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Move,
Procol Harum,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.