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 Barbados and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tom Boy to the dance 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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Japan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Todd Terry,
New York Dolls,
Half Japanese,
Aswad,
Pole,
Jacob Miller,
The Index,
Soul Sonic Force,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Womack,
The Dirtbombs,
Skaos,
Lucky Dragons,
Masters at Work,
Iggy Pop,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cluster,
Avey Tare,
Banda Bassotti,
Aural Exciters,
Con Funk Shun,
Chris & Cosey,
The Seeds,
ABBA,
The Searchers,
Minnie Riperton,
Quantec,
Warren Ellis,
Amon Düül,
Kerri Chandler,
Average White Band,
Bob Dylan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Moody Blues,
Malaria!,
Bad Manners,
Quando Quango,
MC5,
Depeche Mode,
Jandek,
Barbara Tucker,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Stetsasonic,
FM Einheit,
Duran Duran,
Rotary Connection,
The Fugs,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Byrd,
The Slackers,
Eden Ahbez,
Tim Buckley,
Sun City Girls,
Spandau Ballet,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ronnie Foster,
Eric Dolphy,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.