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 Germany and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Anthony Braxton to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Depeche Mode,
Ronan,
EPMD,
Half Japanese,
Maleditus Sound,
Zapp,
Scrapy,
The Pop Group,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ten City,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Litter,
Judy Mowatt,
Ultimate Spinach,
Carl Craig,
Eli Mardock,
Pantaleimon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Danielle Patucci,
Archie Shepp,
Arthur Verocai,
Jawbox,
Slave,
Magma,
Bronski Beat,
The Names,
Underground Resistance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultravox,
Mad Mike,
Bob Dylan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Blossom Toes,
Kurtis Blow,
The Move,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Modern Lovers,
X-102,
Byron Stingily,
Lindisfarne,
A Certain Ratio,
Peter & Gordon,
Monks,
Anakelly,
Skaos,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Victims,
The Offenders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nirvana,
Youth Brigade,
X-101,
Rosa Yemen,
The Kinks,
Nils Olav,
Gang of Four,
Joyce Sims,
Dennis Brown,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.