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 Micronesia and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare 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 The Tremeloes to the disco 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soulsonic Force,
Monolake,
Bush Tetras,
Amazonics,
Lou Christie,
In Retrospect,
Blancmange,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Angels of Light,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Darondo,
Thee Headcoats,
48th St. Collective,
MC5,
B.T. Express,
Jeff Mills,
David McCallum,
The Motions,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Lydon,
Flash Fearless,
Chris Corsano,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Traffic Nightmare,
Blossom Toes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jandek,
Drexciya,
Fat Boys,
Moss Icon,
Man Parrish,
Ten City,
The Dead C,
UT,
Faust,
Sun City Girls,
The Doors,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rotary Connection,
The Slackers,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lightning Bolt,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fuzztones,
The Skatalites,
Rhythm & Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Urselle,
Johnny Clarke,
Slick Rick,
The Neon Judgement,
The Durutti Column,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bronski Beat,
Saccharine Trust,
Shuggie Otis,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.