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 Mali and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 linndrum 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 Cosmic Jokers to the dance 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crooked Eye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funkadelic,
H. Thieme,
Ossler,
CMW,
Soulsonic Force,
Chrome,
Metal Thangz,
Lou Reed,
Alphaville,
Skaos,
Black Flag,
Anakelly,
The Divine Comedy,
K-Klass,
The Fuzztones,
The Human League,
The Skatalites,
Wings,
Lucky Dragons,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Flash Fearless,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fugazi,
Visage,
Country Teasers,
The Motions,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Spandau Ballet,
Yazoo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Iggy Pop,
The Happenings,
Cameo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Steve Hackett,
Alton Ellis,
Sun City Girls,
Pere Ubu,
Cheater Slicks,
Hashim,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fugs,
Rosa Yemen,
The Names,
The Last Poets,
Bronski Beat,
Crime,
Half Japanese,
Johnny Clarke,
Brand Nubian,
Clear Light,
Byron Stingily,
Stockholm Monsters,
Agent Orange,
Circle Jerks,
cv313,
Ludus,
Radio Birdman,
The Selecter,
MC5,
One Last Wish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.