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 Nauru and from Lyon.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Blake Baxter to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric B and Rakim,
Supertramp,
Steve Hackett,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Matthew Bourne,
Motorama,
Sonic Youth,
Pussy Galore,
The Smoke,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tommy Roe,
One Last Wish,
The Young Rascals,
Sam Rivers,
Eden Ahbez,
Bad Manners,
Darondo,
Godley & Creme,
Bootsy Collins,
La Düsseldorf,
Bronski Beat,
Dennis Brown,
Rod Modell,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Hardrive,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Neon Judgement,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
MDC,
Skarface,
Skaos,
The Fuzztones,
Clear Light,
The Gap Band,
The Cramps,
Lou Christie,
Au Pairs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Donny Hathaway,
The Real Kids,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Juan Atkins,
Eric Copeland,
The Offenders,
UT,
Hashim,
The Cowsills,
Aaron Thompson,
This Heat,
Fatback Band,
Scientists,
8 Eyed Spy,
Quantec,
Colin Newman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Swans,
Matthew Halsall,
Connie Case,
Anthony Braxton,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.