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 Equatorial Guinea and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
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 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 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the techno 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Count Five,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Panda Bear,
Slick Rick,
Bush Tetras,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeff Lynne,
Derrick May,
Wire,
The Dead C,
Television Personalities,
World's Most,
AZ,
Kenny Larkin,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harry Pussy,
Todd Rundgren,
Oneida,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Average White Band,
Ten City,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Hot Snakes,
a-ha,
Main Source,
R.M.O.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Buzzcocks,
Los Fastidios,
Roxette,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Country Teasers,
Moss Icon,
Girls At Our Best!,
K-Klass,
Agent Orange,
Easy Going,
Sun Ra,
U.S. Maple,
Mandrill,
Black Bananas,
Yazoo,
Sexual Harrassment,
Spandau Ballet,
Rufus Thomas,
The Birthday Party,
Juan Atkins,
Q and Not U,
Niagra,
Loose Ends,
John Coltrane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bootsy Collins,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.