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 Ghana and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 New Order to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Outsiders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Talk Talk,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pet Shop Boys,
OOIOO,
The American Breed,
Pierre Henry,
Flamin' Groovies,
Absolute Body Control,
ABBA,
Roxette,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marmalade,
Jeff Lynne,
AZ,
Q and Not U,
Gabor Szabo,
L. Decosne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sight & Sound,
Lakeside,
The Neon Judgement,
Black Pus,
The Pretty Things,
The Human League,
Ludus,
Glenn Branca,
Mantronix,
Echospace,
The Fire Engines,
Marine Girls,
Q65,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Max Romeo,
KRS-One,
Pere Ubu,
Marc Almond,
The Selecter,
Steve Hackett,
Lucky Dragons,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Guru Guru,
The Trojans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Reuben Wilson,
The Buckinghams,
Ossler,
The Moleskins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Thompson Twins,
ABC,
Magma,
John Holt,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Green,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eddi Front,
James White and The Blacks,
The New Christs,
Joe Smooth,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.