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 Uzbekistan and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Jakarta.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Skriet to the funk 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dead Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Black Moon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Suburban Knight,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Skarface,
Minnie Riperton,
Maurizio,
Dennis Brown,
Fear,
Scan 7,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Avey Tare,
ABC,
The Kinks,
Soulsonic Force,
James White and The Blacks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Chrome,
The Slackers,
Agitation Free,
Agent Orange,
The Star Department,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Quando Quango,
Gang Green,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Flash Fearless,
Skriet,
E-Dancer,
Anakelly,
John Lydon,
Suicide,
Sound Behaviour,
Buzzcocks,
Banda Bassotti,
Depeche Mode,
Roy Ayers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Circle Jerks,
Joyce Sims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Television,
Moebius,
Royal Trux,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Babytalk,
Jeff Lynne,
Scientists,
Crash Course in Science,
Pharoah Sanders,
Wally Richardson,
Rufus Thomas,
Niagra,
Pagans,
Unrelated Segments,
Rites of Spring,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.