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 Iceland and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 Radiohead to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
One Last Wish,
Tomorrow,
Half Japanese,
Kool Moe Dee,
Arthur Verocai,
Niagra,
The Angels of Light,
Popol Vuh,
Delta 5,
Minor Threat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sonics,
Susan Cadogan,
Jerry's Kids,
Bobby Byrd,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brick,
The Blues Magoos,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Rotary Connection,
Crime,
Godley & Creme,
The Evens,
Quadrant,
Symarip,
Pulsallama,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Names,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fear,
Archie Shepp,
Sonny Sharrock,
Intrusion,
The American Breed,
The Index,
Au Pairs,
China Crisis,
Cluster,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Cheater Slicks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Aswad,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Newcleus,
Chris Corsano,
The Pop Group,
Public Image Ltd.,
Connie Case,
Bronski Beat,
Patti Smith,
The United States of America,
The Offenders,
The Barracudas,
Darondo,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Surgeon,
Thompson Twins,
Swell Maps,
Faust,
The Vogues,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.