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 Laos and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 chamberlin 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 Robert Görl to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ralphi Rosario. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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?
Zero Boys,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Deadbeat,
Moby Grape,
Gastr Del Sol,
Barrington Levy,
Silicon Teens,
Lalann,
the Fania All-Stars,
Basic Channel,
the Human League,
the Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Mojo Men,
Erasure,
Ituana,
Grauzone,
Arthur Verocai,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dave Clark Five,
Spandau Ballet,
Warsaw,
Los Fastidios,
Roxy Music,
Ludus,
Dennis Brown,
Urselle,
Blossom Toes,
Laurel Aitken,
R.M.O.,
Idris Muhammad,
Steve Hackett,
The Index,
Young Marble Giants,
Excepter,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eddi Front,
John Holt,
Mission of Burma,
The Barracudas,
Sarah Menescal,
Davy DMX,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Subhumans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
David Axelrod,
Outsiders,
The Golliwogs,
Goldenarms,
Hot Snakes,
Ultravox,
Bluetip,
Susan Cadogan,
Monolake,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The New Christs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sun City Girls,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacob Miller,
The Electric Prunes,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.