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 Peru and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Robert Hood to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nation of Ulysses. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw 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?
Gang Green,
Sexual Harrassment,
The United States of America,
Television,
KRS-One,
Eurythmics,
Pagans,
Siglo XX,
The Young Rascals,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Chris & Cosey,
Underground Resistance,
Delta 5,
Soul II Soul,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fortunes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Star Department,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joe Smooth,
Lyres,
Livin' Joy,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Grauzone,
Radio Birdman,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Walker Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
D'Angelo,
Joey Negro,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Human League,
Pere Ubu,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pylon,
Dark Day,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultra Naté,
Spandau Ballet,
the Normal,
The Pop Group,
Mark Hollis,
Chris Corsano,
ABBA,
Joy Division,
The New Christs,
Patti Smith,
This Heat,
Anakelly,
Camouflage,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Tremeloes,
One Last Wish,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Franke,
Danielle Patucci,
Pussy Galore,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Negative Approach,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.