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 Estonia and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 arpeggiator 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 Bobby Womack to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Loose Ends record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Görl,
Little Man,
Moss Icon,
Minutemen,
Piero Umiliani,
La Düsseldorf,
MC5,
The Durutti Column,
Altered Images,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jandek,
China Crisis,
Roy Ayers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
New Order,
Q and Not U,
The J.B.'s,
the Human League,
Ohio Players,
Alphaville,
Camouflage,
Brass Construction,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Mantronix,
DJ Sneak,
Goldenarms,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Monochrome Set,
Oneida,
Dawn Penn,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scion,
The Moody Blues,
Angry Samoans,
Cymande,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Sound,
Lyres,
Country Teasers,
Glenn Branca,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dual Sessions,
The Remains,
New Age Steppers,
Wire,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rosa Yemen,
Nick Fraelich,
The Vogues,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Unwound,
Gong,
Charles Mingus,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rekid,
David McCallum,
LL Cool J,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.