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 Ukraine and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Patti Smith to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience 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?
Guru Guru,
Jacques Brel,
Sparks,
John Cale,
Whodini,
LL Cool J,
Ituana,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ornette Coleman,
Stockholm Monsters,
Deepchord,
Sonic Youth,
Skaos,
Vladislav Delay,
Michelle Simonal,
Bang On A Can,
Q65,
Lou Christie,
Jacob Miller,
the Normal,
The Star Department,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Invisible,
Radiohead,
Excepter,
Fela Kuti,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Association,
Black Moon,
Gabor Szabo,
The United States of America,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
K-Klass,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Y Pants,
The Gories,
ABC,
Barbara Tucker,
The Pretty Things,
Pussy Galore,
The Dead C,
Inner City,
The J.B.'s,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Reagan Youth,
CMW,
Fad Gadget,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ludus,
The Durutti Column,
The Motions,
Theoretical Girls,
The Red Krayola,
Japan,
Rosa Yemen,
Gong,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mandrill,
The Stooges,
Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs, Au Pairs.
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.