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 China and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Portland and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin 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 Moss Icon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Cabaret Voltaire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Vladislav Delay,
Fluxion,
Massinfluence,
Nirvana,
Man Parrish,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Last Poets,
Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The American Breed,
Buzzcocks,
Pussy Galore,
The Gladiators,
Howard Jones,
Radio Birdman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Cramps,
Pantytec,
Severed Heads,
The Invisible,
New Order,
Eurythmics,
Saccharine Trust,
Mark Hollis,
This Heat,
Duran Duran,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Donald Byrd,
Avey Tare,
Kerri Chandler,
Nation of Ulysses,
Patti Smith,
The Pretty Things,
Bobby Womack,
Eden Ahbez,
Talk Talk,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mo-Dettes,
The Fall,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
David Axelrod,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lightning Bolt,
World's Most,
Hashim,
It's A Beautiful Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
8 Eyed Spy,
Fear,
Danielle Patucci,
L. Decosne,
Quando Quango,
Sexual Harrassment,
U.S. Maple,
Connie Case,
the Soft Cell,
Smog,
Fugazi,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.