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 San Marino and from London.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Moebius to the grime 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Sun City Girls,
John Lydon,
Hoover,
The Victims,
The Cure,
Josef K,
Visage,
Trumans Water,
Skriet,
Newcleus,
Patti Smith,
June of 44,
the Human League,
The Smiths,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
U.S. Maple,
The Cramps,
Sonic Youth,
The Techniques,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wolf Eyes,
Funkadelic,
Excepter,
Eric Copeland,
Sound Behaviour,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Godley & Creme,
Clear Light,
New Age Steppers,
Matthew Halsall,
X-101,
Dave Gahan,
Neu!,
Inner City,
MDC,
Slick Rick,
Schoolly D,
Technova,
Sparks,
Interpol,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nas,
Oblivians,
Japan,
Al Stewart,
Pantytec,
Derrick Morgan,
Circle Jerks,
China Crisis,
The Blues Magoos,
Whodini,
Terrestrial Tones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wings,
Tears for Fears,
Kas Product,
Suburban Knight,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.