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 Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the dance 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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Cowsills,
Bobby Byrd,
The Monochrome Set,
Pere Ubu,
World's Most,
Heaven 17,
Surgeon,
Massinfluence,
Porter Ricks,
Royal Trux,
Jandek,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Stereo Dub,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Skaos,
The Leaves,
Jeff Lynne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camberwell Now,
Kaleidoscope,
Organ,
Ornette Coleman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Shadows of Knight,
Skarface,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bad Manners,
Unrelated Segments,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gang Green,
Whodini,
Lakeside,
Lou Reed,
Wolf Eyes,
Public Enemy,
Aural Exciters,
Erykah Badu,
Deepchord,
Roxette,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Chris Corsano,
Television Personalities,
Bush Tetras,
Inner City,
The Gladiators,
The Busters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Divine Comedy,
Mad Mike,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Minny Pops,
Ice-T,
the Slits,
Piero Umiliani,
Joensuu 1685,
Brothers Johnson,
The New Christs,
Lower 48,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.