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 Brazil and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Blake Baxter to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Busters. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Panda Bear,
Alison Limerick,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Count Five,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Electric Prunes,
Bauhaus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Aaron Thompson,
Excepter,
Audionom,
The Offenders,
The Skatalites,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Oblivians,
The Fire Engines,
Angry Samoans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slave,
Black Pus,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bluetip,
Beasts of Bourbon,
the Association,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
a-ha,
Negative Approach,
Steve Hackett,
Ten City,
Robert Görl,
A Flock of Seagulls,
DNA,
Bobby Byrd,
The Black Dice,
Camouflage,
Lalann,
The Velvet Underground,
Grandmaster Flash,
Technova,
Chrome,
The Young Rascals,
Moby Grape,
Nirvana,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Monochrome Set,
Pussy Galore,
World's Most,
Lindisfarne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Youth Brigade,
Bush Tetras,
Johnny Clarke,
Sugar Minott,
One Last Wish,
Tom Boy,
Jeru the Damaja,
Flipper,
Jeff Lynne,
Liliput,
Shoche, Shoche, Shoche, Shoche.
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.