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 Albania and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar 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 Cluster to the electroclash 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 The Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jeff Lynne,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Terrestrial Tones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yellowson,
Skriet,
The Human League,
the Germs,
Royal Trux,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Swans,
Wings,
a-ha,
KRS-One,
Althea and Donna,
Masters at Work,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Funky Four + One,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bronski Beat,
Unwound,
Warren Ellis,
The Residents,
Bobby Womack,
Sexual Harrassment,
Public Image Ltd.,
Delta 5,
Deakin,
Janne Schatter,
Bill Near,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tres Demented,
Ossler,
Whodini,
Khruangbin,
Judy Mowatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Oneida,
Fatback Band,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Music Machine,
Urselle,
June of 44,
Davy DMX,
Skaos,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Q and Not U,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Boredoms,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Index,
Agitation Free,
Wire,
John Coltrane,
Infiniti,
Aaron Thompson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Warsaw,
The Electric Prunes,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.