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 Kuwait and from Philadelphia.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 H. Thieme to the jazz 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moby Grape record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
The Alarm Clocks,
Main Source,
Skarface,
Circle Jerks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Judy Mowatt,
Monolake,
Adolescents,
MC5,
Clear Light,
Patti Smith,
The Pop Group,
The Vogues,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pantaleimon,
the Bar-Kays,
The Motions,
Harmonia,
Motorama,
Livin' Joy,
Fela Kuti,
Massinfluence,
Big Daddy Kane,
Agitation Free,
Television Personalities,
Blossom Toes,
Spoonie Gee,
Swans,
Outsiders,
John Coltrane,
David McCallum,
The Moleskins,
Archie Shepp,
Theoretical Girls,
8 Eyed Spy,
E-Dancer,
Ossler,
Chris & Cosey,
Sarah Menescal,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Doors,
Camberwell Now,
The Trojans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Althea and Donna,
the Swans,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cheater Slicks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Basic Channel,
X-101,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Jeff Lynne,
Aloha Tigers,
Tomorrow,
Radiopuhelimet,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Duran Duran,
Andrew Hill,
Scott Walker,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.