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 Benin and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 David Axelrod to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 ABC. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Flash Fearless,
Spoonie Gee,
The Fugs,
Intrusion,
Warsaw,
Aswad,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Silicon Teens,
Black Pus,
Lower 48,
Bobby Byrd,
Kenny Larkin,
Ituana,
Metal Thangz,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
A Certain Ratio,
This Heat,
Quando Quango,
The Neon Judgement,
The Motions,
Ten City,
Ossler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Bauhaus,
Freddie Wadling,
ABBA,
Boredoms,
Sunsets and Hearts,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Crime,
John Coltrane,
Pole,
Essential Logic,
Godley & Creme,
Maleditus Sound,
Chrome,
Section 25,
Slave,
Connie Case,
Mo-Dettes,
Vladislav Delay,
the Human League,
Amon Düül,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soulsonic Force,
Judy Mowatt,
The Gun Club,
Rosa Yemen,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Laurel Aitken,
The Sound,
Underground Resistance,
Average White Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Standells,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
China Crisis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.