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 Kiribati and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the grunge 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 Tears for Fears. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Cybotron,
Country Teasers,
JFA,
The Selecter,
The Offenders,
The Misunderstood,
Derrick Morgan,
Lucky Dragons,
Minny Pops,
Kerri Chandler,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Sonics,
The Pretty Things,
Marshall Jefferson,
Index,
Pierre Henry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Todd Rundgren,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker,
Cecil Taylor,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Vainqueur,
Brass Construction,
The Mummies,
Lindisfarne,
The Slits,
Moby Grape,
Rotary Connection,
Cluster,
Jimmy McGriff,
Fugazi,
Tomorrow,
Delon & Dalcan,
Funky Four + One,
The Velvet Underground,
the Association,
The Knickerbockers,
Symarip,
Man Eating Sloth,
June Days,
Reuben Wilson,
Public Image Ltd.,
The J.B.'s,
Tim Buckley,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Avey Tare,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bill Near,
Crime,
The Index,
The Doobie Brothers,
Alphaville,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Names,
The Grass Roots,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Doors,
Sällskapet,
Fatback Band,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.