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 Singapore and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Crime to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Black Bananas. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Mojo Men,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Chris & Cosey,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pussy Galore,
the Normal,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Happenings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Human League,
Judy Mowatt,
cv313,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tears for Fears,
Colin Newman,
10cc,
Chris Corsano,
Marcia Griffiths,
Black Sheep,
Eve St. Jones,
Tom Boy,
Sällskapet,
Donald Byrd,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Nils Olav,
The Walker Brothers,
the Soft Cell,
Minnie Riperton,
Saccharine Trust,
Terrestrial Tones,
Zero Boys,
EPMD,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Blues Magoos,
Gang Green,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gang Starr,
Pantaleimon,
Sun City Girls,
The Mummies,
Patti Smith,
Bronski Beat,
Black Flag,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crime,
Leonard Cohen,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sam Rivers,
Sarah Menescal,
Basic Channel,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
New Order,
Johnny Clarke,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Dennis Brown,
Country Teasers,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.