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 Serbia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Q and Not U to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum 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 guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crispian St. Peters,
Youth Brigade,
The Electric Prunes,
New York Dolls,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Normal,
the Slits,
Amon Düül II,
The Names,
Pole,
Delta 5,
Ponytail,
Kas Product,
Whodini,
The Cramps,
Gregory Isaacs,
Carl Craig,
Minny Pops,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Kinks,
Magazine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quadrant,
Byron Stingily,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Yazoo,
The Beau Brummels,
Shoche,
Bootsy Collins,
Grauzone,
Prince Buster,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Knickerbockers,
Television,
Donald Byrd,
The Fall,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Niagra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Barbara Tucker,
Quando Quango,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gang Green,
Bob Dylan,
Interpol,
Little Man,
Lungfish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blossom Toes,
Au Pairs,
JFA,
Kerri Chandler,
The Misunderstood,
Buzzcocks,
Cecil Taylor,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.