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 Nepal and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Agitation Free,
Inner City,
Funky Four + One,
Severed Heads,
The Birthday Party,
Slave,
Heaven 17,
Das Ding,
Smog,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Moleskins,
Scratch Acid,
D'Angelo,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
X-102,
The Moody Blues,
Ten City,
E-Dancer,
Magma,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lyres,
Pagans,
Eden Ahbez,
Aural Exciters,
Howard Jones,
Eric Dolphy,
Yazoo,
Anakelly,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sarah Menescal,
Urselle,
Gang Starr,
Dual Sessions,
Judy Mowatt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Isaac Hayes,
Warsaw,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Raincoats,
The Fall,
Television,
Subhumans,
Connie Case,
Minutemen,
Los Fastidios,
Sugar Minott,
John Foxx,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
These Immortal Souls,
a-ha,
Vladislav Delay,
Barbara Tucker,
Dead Boys,
Jacques Brel,
Von Mondo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren 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.