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 Dominican Republic and from Lagos.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 snare 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 Curtis Mayfield to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alton Ellis,
Bush Tetras,
Kerri Chandler,
Robert Hood,
Kayak,
Marvin Gaye,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deadbeat,
The Zeros,
Gang Starr,
Agitation Free,
Dennis Brown,
The Happenings,
Wally Richardson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Toni Rubio,
MC5,
Isaac Hayes,
Dual Sessions,
The Pop Group,
Simply Red,
The Seeds,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Spandau Ballet,
The Searchers,
Lindisfarne,
The Evens,
Ralphi Rosario,
Anthony Braxton,
Gabor Szabo,
Hoover,
Urselle,
Albert Ayler,
Magma,
Kevin Saunderson,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The J.B.'s,
Todd Terry,
The Cure,
June Days,
Nirvana,
Das Ding,
Arthur Verocai,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Con Funk Shun,
K-Klass,
Quadrant,
Ice-T,
Crooked Eye,
Henry Cow,
Fad Gadget,
The Beau Brummels,
Sister Nancy,
Juan Atkins,
Swans,
Minor Threat,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nick Fraelich,
Reagan Youth,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.