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 Estonia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
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 guitar 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 The Royal Family And The Poor to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dead Boys,
ABBA,
Crash Course in Science,
The Count Five,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Suburban Knight,
Terrestrial Tones,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Reed,
Bobby Womack,
Young Marble Giants,
Tres Demented,
Sixth Finger,
Anakelly,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roxy Music,
The Electric Prunes,
Zero Boys,
Metal Thangz,
Blake Baxter,
Kevin Saunderson,
Roxette,
La Düsseldorf,
Average White Band,
Sparks,
cv313,
Drexciya,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soft Machine,
Max Romeo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Fugs,
Camouflage,
Kaleidoscope,
Faust,
Supertramp,
Ohio Players,
Moss Icon,
Neu!,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Slick Rick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Barracudas,
The Golliwogs,
Ponytail,
The Cramps,
Interpol,
Chris & Cosey,
Jerry's Kids,
KRS-One,
The Doors,
Circle Jerks,
Ultra Naté,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Junior Murvin,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.