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 Macedonia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 guitar 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
The Fall,
John Foxx,
Electric Light Orchestra,
This Heat,
Spandau Ballet,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lyres,
The Star Department,
Black Sheep,
the Swans,
Todd Rundgren,
Freddie Wadling,
Reagan Youth,
Talk Talk,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pylon,
Radio Birdman,
Groovy Waters,
Pole,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Germs,
Wally Richardson,
Barry Ungar,
Sonny Sharrock,
Chris Corsano,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Toni Rubio,
The New Christs,
The Gories,
Tim Buckley,
The Grass Roots,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Andrew Hill,
The Durutti Column,
B.T. Express,
Charles Mingus,
Quando Quango,
These Immortal Souls,
Ronan,
The Monochrome Set,
Procol Harum,
Camouflage,
Organ,
X-101,
Skaos,
Clear Light,
Hot Snakes,
In Retrospect,
Darondo,
The Leaves,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lucky Dragons,
Theoretical Girls,
China Crisis,
Leonard Cohen,
Hoover,
R.M.O.,
Derrick May,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
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.