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 Iran and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Easy Going to the punk 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Nirvana,
The Pop Group,
Massinfluence,
Silicon Teens,
Anakelly,
The Walker Brothers,
Lower 48,
Ronan,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Residents,
Pagans,
The Monks,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Yazoo,
Easy Going,
Desert Stars,
Mary Jane Girls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Sister Nancy,
Boredoms,
Tim Buckley,
The Searchers,
The Misunderstood,
Alton Ellis,
Kool Moe Dee,
Brand Nubian,
The Raincoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
This Heat,
The Index,
Lou Reed,
Porter Ricks,
Country Teasers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Idris Muhammad,
Johnny Clarke,
Nik Kershaw,
Animal Collective,
Davy DMX,
Fat Boys,
Henry Cow,
Robert Görl,
Half Japanese,
U.S. Maple,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Skaos,
Aaron Thompson,
Tubeway Army,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mad Mike,
OOIOO,
The Five Americans,
Man Parrish,
Sällskapet,
Second Layer,
Popol Vuh,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Steve Hackett,
The Dirtbombs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade, Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade.
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.