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 Macedonia and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
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 synthesizer 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 Radiohead to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jeff Lynne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eyeless In Gaza,
China Crisis,
Fugazi,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Foxx,
Stetsasonic,
The Pop Group,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Trumans Water,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Goldenarms,
The Beau Brummels,
Todd Rundgren,
Aswad,
The Invisible,
Janne Schatter,
Vainqueur,
Pagans,
Ohio Players,
Aloha Tigers,
Sun Ra,
Marmalade,
Kaleidoscope,
Rosa Yemen,
The Dave Clark Five,
Deakin,
Anthony Braxton,
John Holt,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Normal,
The Neon Judgement,
Roxette,
Neu!,
Bluetip,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Drexciya,
the Association,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sonic Youth,
Bob Dylan,
Leonard Cohen,
Deepchord,
Sun City Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
Big Daddy Kane,
Minny Pops,
Derrick May,
Black Sheep,
Royal Trux,
Joe Finger,
Yazoo,
Nik Kershaw,
The Standells,
Amazonics,
Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode, Depeche Mode.
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.