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 Bangladesh and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Shadows of Knight to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pagans,
Brand Nubian,
In Retrospect,
The Cure,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vainqueur,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Country Teasers,
Grauzone,
Derrick Morgan,
Suicide,
Motorama,
Wally Richardson,
David Bowie,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Remains,
Eric Copeland,
Man Eating Sloth,
Godley & Creme,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Soft Cell,
Judy Mowatt,
Ludus,
Qualms,
Gabor Szabo,
Thompson Twins,
Deepchord,
the Slits,
Hoover,
Mad Mike,
Arcadia,
Frankie Knuckles,
Patti Smith,
Marvin Gaye,
Harmonia,
Easy Going,
Peter & Gordon,
The Real Kids,
Eurythmics,
Aural Exciters,
Minny Pops,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter and Kerry,
The Smoke,
Bronski Beat,
Cymande,
Erykah Badu,
Thee Headcoats,
cv313,
The Smiths,
Soft Machine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gong,
Glenn Branca,
Can,
Terry Callier,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Black Sheep,
Main Source,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tubeway Army,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.