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 Montenegro and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 the Slits to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Motorama,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Mighty Diamonds,
X-102,
Camouflage,
Bill Near,
Inner City,
Malaria!,
Icehouse,
The Happenings,
Visage,
Black Sheep,
John Cale,
Mission of Burma,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
China Crisis,
Aloha Tigers,
Minnie Riperton,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Livin' Joy,
the Fania All-Stars,
Terry Callier,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Little Man,
Rosa Yemen,
Sugar Minott,
Moby Grape,
Leonard Cohen,
Rod Modell,
Janne Schatter,
Mad Mike,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swans,
Lower 48,
The Fall,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dual Sessions,
Roxy Music,
Iggy Pop,
Letta Mbulu,
Amazonics,
The J.B.'s,
Brothers Johnson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mary Jane Girls,
Yellowson,
T. Rex,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Angry Samoans,
Wings,
AZ,
Chrome,
The Tremeloes,
Alison Limerick,
The Searchers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Smoke,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.