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 Macedonia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
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 Donald Fagen 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 Young Marble Giants to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Saints,
Isaac Hayes,
Bad Manners,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Davy DMX,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
AZ,
Yazoo,
Scrapy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Peter and Kerry,
X-101,
Alton Ellis,
Siglo XX,
Slave,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Letta Mbulu,
Anakelly,
Tom Boy,
Amazonics,
Maleditus Sound,
Animal Collective,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kerri Chandler,
Ronan,
Public Enemy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marine Girls,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Roxy Music,
The Knickerbockers,
Hoover,
The Gories,
Joy Division,
Country Teasers,
Danielle Patucci,
Flash Fearless,
The Martian,
Harmonia,
Cluster,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Sonics,
Crash Course in Science,
The Count Five,
Yusef Lateef,
Lungfish,
The Sonics,
Pantytec,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Symarip,
Charles Mingus,
Pet Shop Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
Grey Daturas,
The Monks,
Pylon,
Erasure,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Aaron Thompson,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.