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 Chad and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Stiv Bators to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Q and Not U. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes 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?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ten City,
Sun City Girls,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Association,
Quando Quango,
Carl Craig,
Blossom Toes,
Heaven 17,
X-101,
Charles Mingus,
Kool Moe Dee,
Public Enemy,
Juan Atkins,
DJ Style,
Pere Ubu,
In Retrospect,
Smog,
Con Funk Shun,
Bauhaus,
Tubeway Army,
The Misunderstood,
The Sonics,
Letta Mbulu,
Steve Hackett,
Dead Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Section 25,
Tres Demented,
Gabor Szabo,
The Leaves,
Crispian St. Peters,
FM Einheit,
Pharoah Sanders,
a-ha,
Unwound,
The Detroit Cobras,
Whodini,
Nick Fraelich,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
MDC,
Gang Starr,
Rekid,
Johnny Osbourne,
Radiohead,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Barrington Levy,
Mo-Dettes,
Television,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cramps,
Echospace,
The Pop Group,
Maleditus Sound,
K-Klass,
Bobby Byrd,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Man Eating Sloth,
Boredoms,
Aaron Thompson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ultra Naté,
Tim Buckley,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.