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 Monaco and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Colin Newman to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Clear Light,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Second Layer,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crooked Eye,
Roxy Music,
E-Dancer,
Boz Scaggs,
Malaria!,
Suburban Knight,
Crash Course in Science,
Connie Case,
Althea and Donna,
Roxette,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rotary Connection,
Mr. Review,
Joe Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Derrick Morgan,
Funkadelic,
Harry Pussy,
Man Parrish,
Blossom Toes,
Pulsallama,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bluetip,
Radiohead,
MDC,
Skarface,
Public Enemy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Patti Smith,
The Red Krayola,
Hardrive,
Radio Birdman,
Whodini,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flipper,
The Gap Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
kango's stein massive,
Girls At Our Best!,
Spandau Ballet,
Joyce Sims,
B.T. Express,
Ronnie Foster,
Symarip,
Minny Pops,
ABBA,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bauhaus,
Camberwell Now,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bush Tetras,
Freddie Wadling,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cheater Slicks,
Matthew Bourne,
the Sonics,
The Birthday Party,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Doors, The Doors, The Doors, The Doors.
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.