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 Tuvalu and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 harpsichord 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 Das Ding to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
Saccharine Trust,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dead Boys,
Nils Olav,
London Community Gospel Choir,
T. Rex,
Flipper,
Bluetip,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
X-101,
Niagra,
Ice-T,
The Human League,
Isaac Hayes,
Lee Hazlewood,
Matthew Halsall,
Tropical Tobacco,
Anakelly,
U.S. Maple,
Stockholm Monsters,
Juan Atkins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Aloha Tigers,
Index,
Au Pairs,
Rotary Connection,
Faust,
Lindisfarne,
Schoolly D,
Iggy Pop,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Funkadelic,
Dawn Penn,
Leonard Cohen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
ABC,
Motorama,
Don Cherry,
Monolake,
Amon Düül II,
Max Romeo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Bourne,
Pharoah Sanders,
Inner City,
Lungfish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
John Holt,
Kurtis Blow,
The Buckinghams,
Shoche,
the Human League,
Unwound,
X-102,
Qualms,
Warsaw,
Little Man,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.