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 Chile and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Massinfluence to the grime 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Tubeway Army,
Joy Division,
Quadrant,
Jacob Miller,
OOIOO,
Kerri Chandler,
Agitation Free,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
10cc,
Khruangbin,
Tommy Roe,
Liliput,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Groovy Waters,
Sällskapet,
Nik Kershaw,
Derrick May,
Ohio Players,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Names,
Blossom Toes,
Sister Nancy,
Judy Mowatt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Avey Tare,
Das Ding,
Bang On A Can,
The Young Rascals,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
FM Einheit,
The Happenings,
Maurizio,
Technova,
Lou Christie,
Moby Grape,
Joyce Sims,
Ice-T,
The Neon Judgement,
The Last Poets,
The Smiths,
Inner City,
Scrapy,
Bad Manners,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Minnie Riperton,
The Searchers,
Zapp,
Suburban Knight,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minny Pops,
EPMD,
F. McDonald,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dave Gahan,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.