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 Afghanistan and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 sitar 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 MDC to the punk 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Iggy Pop,
Siglo XX,
Robert Hood,
Graham Central Station,
The American Breed,
LL Cool J,
Albert Ayler,
Motorama,
La Düsseldorf,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Bananas,
Monolake,
John Foxx,
Carl Craig,
The Blackbyrds,
Bill Wells,
PIL,
John Lydon,
Magma,
Alton Ellis,
Ronnie Foster,
Eric Copeland,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deepchord,
Dennis Brown,
X-Ray Spex,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Altered Images,
Leonard Cohen,
The New Christs,
Cecil Taylor,
Sight & Sound,
Bobby Sherman,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Wasted Youth,
Oneida,
The Red Krayola,
Panda Bear,
Whodini,
Don Cherry,
Danielle Patucci,
Symarip,
Jacques Brel,
Bluetip,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Remains,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Golliwogs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Little Man,
EPMD,
Alice Coltrane,
Morten Harket,
Minnie Riperton,
Schoolly D,
The Fire Engines,
Josef K,
Lou Reed,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.