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 Thailand and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Infiniti to the techno 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Barracudas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swell Maps,
The Modern Lovers,
The Sonics,
This Heat,
Skarface,
Sister Nancy,
Con Funk Shun,
Metal Thangz,
Surgeon,
Joe Smooth,
Section 25,
Spoonie Gee,
Lalann,
The Seeds,
Massinfluence,
Vainqueur,
DJ Sneak,
Underground Resistance,
The Five Americans,
Moss Icon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sixth Finger,
Johnny Clarke,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Anthony Braxton,
Loose Ends,
Spandau Ballet,
Nico,
Hashim,
Joensuu 1685,
Simply Red,
Fatback Band,
Brass Construction,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
Junior Murvin,
Terry Callier,
The American Breed,
Angry Samoans,
Zero Boys,
The Gladiators,
Gong,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Gang of Four,
Cameo,
David Axelrod,
Cybotron,
Intrusion,
Alphaville,
Audionom,
Excepter,
Animal Collective,
LL Cool J,
The Music Machine,
Zapp,
The Motions,
The Dave Clark Five,
June of 44,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.