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 Egypt and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Television Personalities to the punk 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Names,
Motorama,
The Blues Magoos,
the Slits,
Scott Walker,
Technova,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeff Mills,
U.S. Maple,
Von Mondo,
Bad Manners,
Ten City,
Colin Newman,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The J.B.'s,
The Cramps,
Circle Jerks,
Lower 48,
Camouflage,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hot Snakes,
The Seeds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cheater Slicks,
Robert Wyatt,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Martian,
The Wake,
Grauzone,
Peter and Kerry,
James White and The Blacks,
Hoover,
Sparks,
Laurel Aitken,
Fad Gadget,
MDC,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Parry Music,
Franke,
Chris Corsano,
Black Sheep,
The Dave Clark Five,
T.S.O.L.,
Aswad,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kaleidoscope,
Man Eating Sloth,
Deadbeat,
Ludus,
Arcadia,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Flash Fearless,
Rosa Yemen,
Agitation Free,
Cameo,
Bill Near,
Camberwell Now,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Visage,
The Human League,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.