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 Luxembourg and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Godley & Creme to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Grauzone,
Lalann,
Buzzcocks,
Sixth Finger,
Albert Ayler,
The Raincoats,
Au Pairs,
Radio Birdman,
Todd Rundgren,
Todd Terry,
Danielle Patucci,
The Modern Lovers,
Subhumans,
This Heat,
Suicide,
OOIOO,
Zero Boys,
Neil Young,
The Leaves,
the Association,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Fatback Band,
Pierre Henry,
Isaac Hayes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skarface,
Agitation Free,
Nirvana,
Ken Boothe,
Marvin Gaye,
Fat Boys,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
David McCallum,
Schoolly D,
Whodini,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Monks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rekid,
Drive Like Jehu,
Thompson Twins,
Dual Sessions,
Newcleus,
The Remains,
The Seeds,
Heaven 17,
Pet Shop Boys,
Charles Mingus,
Deepchord,
Interpol,
Matthew Halsall,
Arcadia,
Mary Jane Girls,
Oblivians,
Glambeats Corp.,
New York Dolls,
Janne Schatter,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.