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 Jordan and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer 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 Lakeside to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Mandrill,
Technova,
Drexciya,
Black Sheep,
The Techniques,
The Remains,
The Names,
Bauhaus,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marc Almond,
Roy Ayers,
Radiohead,
New York Dolls,
Morten Harket,
Chris & Cosey,
Andrew Hill,
Flash Fearless,
Glenn Branca,
Jeff Lynne,
Ken Boothe,
La Düsseldorf,
The Invisible,
Spoonie Gee,
Matthew Bourne,
Flamin' Groovies,
A Certain Ratio,
The American Breed,
cv313,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Supertramp,
Lalann,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Germs,
Sex Pistols,
Grandmaster Flash,
Funky Four + One,
Tommy Roe,
Dead Boys,
Cecil Taylor,
Clear Light,
Masters at Work,
LL Cool J,
Banda Bassotti,
Joy Division,
Public Image Ltd.,
Angry Samoans,
Pylon,
Godley & Creme,
Ten City,
Letta Mbulu,
Kool Moe Dee,
Derrick May,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Excepter,
The Motions,
The Cure,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Outsiders,
Hardrive,
Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses, Nation of Ulysses.
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.