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 Croatia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord 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 The Sound to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Byron Stingily,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rosa Yemen,
Q and Not U,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Terrestrial Tones,
KRS-One,
Blossom Toes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cal Tjader,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Cheater Slicks,
Sam Rivers,
Leonard Cohen,
The Misunderstood,
Basic Channel,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grauzone,
Max Romeo,
The Human League,
Bush Tetras,
Ludus,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Stereo Dub,
The Cure,
The Neon Judgement,
The Techniques,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Glenn Branca,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Association,
Gong,
Smog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun City Girls,
Ultra Naté,
The Blackbyrds,
Chris Corsano,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Alice Coltrane,
Deakin,
The Gladiators,
Robert Hood,
Albert Ayler,
Nik Kershaw,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Severed Heads,
Sarah Menescal,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gun Club,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cymande,
Matthew Bourne,
Minny Pops,
Sparks,
The Black Dice,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Walker Brothers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.