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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 In Retrospect 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 June of 44. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bizarre Inc. 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nirvana,
Kurtis Blow,
Joyce Sims,
Ronan,
The Gap Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Carl Craig,
Sam Rivers,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Divine Comedy,
Quando Quango,
Scion,
The Real Kids,
Lungfish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Remains,
Soulsonic Force,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Deakin,
Silicon Teens,
Kerri Chandler,
Essential Logic,
Harmonia,
Bad Manners,
Eric Copeland,
Public Image Ltd.,
FM Einheit,
Circle Jerks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Terrestrial Tones,
Skaos,
Sister Nancy,
Audionom,
DJ Sneak,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter and Kerry,
Y Pants,
Agitation Free,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeff Mills,
U.S. Maple,
Curtis Mayfield,
Minor Threat,
Yellowson,
Jeff Lynne,
The Pretty Things,
Eurythmics,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Supertramp,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Second Layer,
Rhythm & Sound,
Nick Fraelich,
Arcadia,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Anthony Braxton,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Aural Exciters,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.