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 Italy and from Stockholm.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
Quadrant,
Yusef Lateef,
Unwound,
These Immortal Souls,
Loose Ends,
Scrapy,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deadbeat,
Bronski Beat,
Scientists,
K-Klass,
Deakin,
Sun City Girls,
Make Up,
Ponytail,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
FM Einheit,
Robert Wyatt,
Wire,
Danielle Patucci,
Joyce Sims,
Tom Boy,
Funky Four + One,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Fortunes,
Connie Case,
Fugazi,
Audionom,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Toni Rubio,
Monolake,
Bill Near,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Associates,
The Black Dice,
Man Parrish,
Eden Ahbez,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Holt,
The Cowsills,
Black Moon,
Fela Kuti,
Ronan,
Scratch Acid,
Sister Nancy,
H. Thieme,
the Swans,
Robert Hood,
David McCallum,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Saints,
Suburban Knight,
La Düsseldorf,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.