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 Bhutan 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Talk Talk to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Piero Umiliani,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Fugs,
Urselle,
Skriet,
Q and Not U,
Sällskapet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ohio Players,
Chrome,
Derrick Morgan,
Pantaleimon,
Vladislav Delay,
Junior Murvin,
Ronnie Foster,
Sun City Girls,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fluxion,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Oblivians,
The Blackbyrds,
LL Cool J,
Slick Rick,
The Five Americans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Derrick May,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bad Manners,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Byrd,
Tres Demented,
The Barracudas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jacob Miller,
Warsaw,
Shoche,
Monolake,
Blossom Toes,
Siglo XX,
Groovy Waters,
Gichy Dan,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Y Pants,
Duran Duran,
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Swell Maps,
Severed Heads,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Underground Resistance,
The Star Department,
Bobby Womack,
Moss Icon,
Bob Dylan,
Lyres,
Parry Music,
Pharoah Sanders,
Blancmange,
The Cure,
June Days, June Days, June Days, June Days.
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.