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 Comoros and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Milan.
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 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 Vainqueur to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mark Hollis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Birthday Party,
Johnny Osbourne,
Intrusion,
The New Christs,
Piero Umiliani,
Royal Trux,
Fluxion,
Smog,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gong,
Swans,
The Smiths,
Minny Pops,
FM Einheit,
the Normal,
Goldenarms,
Fela Kuti,
Brand Nubian,
Maleditus Sound,
Mad Mike,
Babytalk,
Fad Gadget,
The Mojo Men,
Man Eating Sloth,
Section 25,
Soft Cell,
X-102,
Black Bananas,
Rekid,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Boogie Down Productions,
Skarface,
The Index,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Judy Mowatt,
Amazonics,
Prince Buster,
Morten Harket,
Howard Jones,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Joey Negro,
Quantec,
The Golliwogs,
The Motions,
Yaz,
Radiohead,
Jacques Brel,
Pole,
Lou Reed,
Nas,
X-Ray Spex,
Laurel Aitken,
Dead Boys,
Ituana,
The Selecter,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.