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 Singapore and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Babytalk to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Barracudas,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Reagan Youth,
Curtis Mayfield,
David Bowie,
The Selecter,
The Birthday Party,
Schoolly D,
Marmalade,
Andrew Hill,
Minutemen,
Davy DMX,
The Pop Group,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arthur Verocai,
Howard Jones,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Saccharine Trust,
Bob Dylan,
F. McDonald,
The Offenders,
Fad Gadget,
The Beau Brummels,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
UT,
Con Funk Shun,
Infiniti,
Ken Boothe,
Youth Brigade,
PIL,
The Gap Band,
Robert Hood,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mad Mike,
Ludus,
Section 25,
Technova,
Excepter,
Dennis Brown,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Cybotron,
the Normal,
Tubeway Army,
Sugar Minott,
This Heat,
The Misunderstood,
The Human League,
Television Personalities,
June of 44,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flash Fearless,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Shuggie Otis,
Moebius,
The Durutti Column,
Scion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Porter Ricks,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.