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 Dominica and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Fad Gadget to the crunk 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Unrelated Segments,
Mission of Burma,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Fall,
Pantytec,
Buzzcocks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Radio Birdman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Stereo Dub,
Newcleus,
The Remains,
Goldenarms,
Youth Brigade,
Pharoah Sanders,
Technova,
Electric Prunes,
Joe Smooth,
Panda Bear,
Maleditus Sound,
Robert Wyatt,
Oneida,
Jerry's Kids,
Minutemen,
Bush Tetras,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Fluxion,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boz Scaggs,
Kas Product,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mars,
The Young Rascals,
Reagan Youth,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fugazi,
Morten Harket,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ludus,
Carl Craig,
KRS-One,
Groovy Waters,
Young Marble Giants,
Icehouse,
Aswad,
The Dirtbombs,
Amon Düül,
Absolute Body Control,
the Bar-Kays,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Divine Comedy,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Essential Logic,
Television,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme, Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme.
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.