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 Norway and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer 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 Kool Moe Dee to the disco 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Monolake,
The Barracudas,
The Victims,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Wolf Eyes,
Charles Mingus,
Tropical Tobacco,
Yusef Lateef,
T. Rex,
Buzzcocks,
Blancmange,
The Tremeloes,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
kango's stein massive,
U.S. Maple,
Desert Stars,
Rekid,
Tim Buckley,
Marine Girls,
Das Ding,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Anthony Braxton,
Prince Buster,
Soul II Soul,
Sparks,
Kenny Larkin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Cybotron,
Leonard Cohen,
John Coltrane,
Sonic Youth,
Khruangbin,
Y Pants,
Darondo,
Matthew Halsall,
Crooked Eye,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pagans,
Arab on Radar,
Ronnie Foster,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Sonics,
Section 25,
Sarah Menescal,
Monks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marvin Gaye,
Faraquet,
Technova,
The Human League,
Junior Murvin,
X-101,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Scientists,
John Foxx,
The Remains,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Adolescents,
The Offenders,
The Raincoats,
Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro, Joey Negro.
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.