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 Samoa and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 David Bowie 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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the punk 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marvin Gaye record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Tom Boy,
Niagra,
Johnny Clarke,
Japan,
Eurythmics,
Blossom Toes,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Excepter,
Average White Band,
The Motions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joensuu 1685,
Technova,
The Modern Lovers,
Aloha Tigers,
Althea and Donna,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bobby Sherman,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dave Gahan,
Deepchord,
Talk Talk,
Porter Ricks,
David Axelrod,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Moleskins,
Patti Smith,
The Barracudas,
The Stooges,
Faust,
Gong,
X-101,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Cowsills,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Junior Murvin,
Kaleidoscope,
Funky Four + One,
Second Layer,
Soul II Soul,
Mars,
Gichy Dan,
Ronan,
Sällskapet,
Rotary Connection,
Godley & Creme,
Quantec,
Sun Ra,
Organ,
The New Christs,
Max Romeo,
Dawn Penn,
K-Klass,
Donald Byrd,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.