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 Lithuania and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
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 clarinet 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 David McCallum to the techno 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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Easy Going record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Zero Boys,
The Young Rascals,
Tropical Tobacco,
Moby Grape,
New Order,
Easy Going,
Fluxion,
Mr. Review,
Pantaleimon,
X-102,
Aswad,
Adolescents,
Talk Talk,
Suicide,
Bang On A Can,
One Last Wish,
Rites of Spring,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Selecter,
Reagan Youth,
Girls At Our Best!,
Groovy Waters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Eddi Front,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
La Düsseldorf,
LL Cool J,
Idris Muhammad,
Sister Nancy,
Arab on Radar,
PIL,
Bob Dylan,
the Association,
The Moleskins,
Eve St. Jones,
Shoche,
Black Flag,
The Residents,
The Fall,
Flash Fearless,
Whodini,
Black Bananas,
Negative Approach,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scientists,
Scratch Acid,
Nick Fraelich,
Erykah Badu,
Little Man,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lee Hazlewood,
Masters at Work,
Half Japanese,
Main Source,
Bronski Beat,
Animal Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scrapy,
Bad Manners,
The Fuzztones,
Symarip,
Sonic Youth,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.