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 Somalia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dawn Penn to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mad Mike record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Cymande,
Pantaleimon,
Terry Callier,
T. Rex,
Section 25,
E-Dancer,
Bobby Byrd,
Theoretical Girls,
Intrusion,
John Lydon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Carl Craig,
Rod Modell,
Laurel Aitken,
Lucky Dragons,
Ice-T,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Crime,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fad Gadget,
MDC,
Sparks,
Bronski Beat,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mars,
The Blackbyrds,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Altered Images,
the Swans,
The Cramps,
DJ Style,
Harpers Bizarre,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Moby Grape,
Mission of Burma,
ABBA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Techniques,
The Human League,
Grauzone,
Eric Dolphy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Star Department,
Fugazi,
Kas Product,
Bad Manners,
Suburban Knight,
T.S.O.L.,
Marshall Jefferson,
In Retrospect,
Porter Ricks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hasil Adkins,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.