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 Mali and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Mark Hollis to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DJ Sneak 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Wally Richardson,
Harry Pussy,
Panda Bear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Electric Prunes,
cv313,
The Angels of Light,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Mummies,
Yellowson,
Drexciya,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Fall,
Young Marble Giants,
Iggy Pop,
PIL,
Wolf Eyes,
These Immortal Souls,
David Bowie,
Andrew Hill,
Anthony Braxton,
Procol Harum,
The Tremeloes,
FM Einheit,
The Names,
The Fuzztones,
Kenny Larkin,
John Holt,
Deakin,
the Bar-Kays,
The Cramps,
Skaos,
Bad Manners,
Delta 5,
Zapp,
Flipper,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lower 48,
Sound Behaviour,
Nirvana,
Todd Rundgren,
Absolute Body Control,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Standells,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Shadows of Knight,
Youth Brigade,
The Move,
Susan Cadogan,
T. Rex,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pole,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kerri Chandler,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Monochrome Set,
Mantronix,
Lyres,
Gang of Four,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.