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 Syria 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Essential Logic to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Toasters. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Beasts of Bourbon,
F. McDonald,
Intrusion,
The Smoke,
Blancmange,
Henry Cow,
Johnny Clarke,
MC5,
cv313,
Dave Gahan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Glenn Branca,
Malaria!,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Mo-Dettes,
Rufus Thomas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mandrill,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Terry,
Bobby Womack,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Country Teasers,
The Offenders,
The Doors,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Radiohead,
The Flesh Eaters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Zeros,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roger Hodgson,
The Birthday Party,
The Fall,
Derrick Morgan,
Scratch Acid,
Moss Icon,
The Tremeloes,
Popol Vuh,
Juan Atkins,
Black Bananas,
Saccharine Trust,
MDC,
John Lydon,
Steve Hackett,
Kayak,
Scientists,
Vladislav Delay,
Ohio Players,
Aloha Tigers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Janne Schatter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Motions,
Angry Samoans,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Chris Corsano,
Youth Brigade,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.