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 Cuba and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin 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 Cymande to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camouflage,
Minor Threat,
Adolescents,
The Angels of Light,
Mission of Burma,
Negative Approach,
Ludus,
Mark Hollis,
The Techniques,
Pagans,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Byrd,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scratch Acid,
the Soft Cell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Absolute Body Control,
Reuben Wilson,
Simply Red,
Dave Gahan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Zapp,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nico,
Mad Mike,
Mandrill,
Michelle Simonal,
Derrick Morgan,
The Raincoats,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sandy B,
Crash Course in Science,
Gastr Del Sol,
Deakin,
Severed Heads,
Ornette Coleman,
Marmalade,
L. Decosne,
Drexciya,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deadbeat,
Thee Headcoats,
Young Marble Giants,
Jerry's Kids,
Aswad,
Neu!,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Red Krayola,
the Swans,
Ponytail,
Anakelly,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hot Snakes,
The Human League,
The Stooges,
Eric B and Rakim,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anthony Braxton,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.