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 Finland and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 Suburban Knight to the techno 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 Association. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alice Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
Heaven 17,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fire Engines,
Black Moon,
Rotary Connection,
The Smoke,
Ohio Players,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tomorrow,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rakim,
Pulsallama,
Faraquet,
ABC,
The Shadows of Knight,
Motorama,
Cheater Slicks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pet Shop Boys,
Wasted Youth,
Jerry Gold Smith,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Oneida,
Bobby Byrd,
Sarah Menescal,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
John Holt,
The Cramps,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Vogues,
Charles Mingus,
Robert Hood,
The Modern Lovers,
Colin Newman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Human League,
June of 44,
Parry Music,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gap Band,
Lightning Bolt,
E-Dancer,
Television,
Soulsonic Force,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Babytalk,
Saccharine Trust,
The Real Kids,
The Golliwogs,
Avey Tare,
Groovy Waters,
Half Japanese,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.