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 Gambia and from Halifax.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 oboe 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 Monks to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
Arthur Verocai,
Faust,
Trumans Water,
Joe Finger,
Excepter,
Jawbox,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Pagans,
Todd Terry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marc Almond,
X-Ray Spex,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Negative Approach,
The Remains,
Boz Scaggs,
Bauhaus,
Lindisfarne,
Make Up,
Deepchord,
The Raincoats,
Boredoms,
John Coltrane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Gang Starr,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mandrill,
Flash Fearless,
Nils Olav,
the Normal,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Tomorrow,
Freddie Wadling,
The Misunderstood,
The Stooges,
Wings,
Absolute Body Control,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kerri Chandler,
The Human League,
Fad Gadget,
Saccharine Trust,
The Five Americans,
Section 25,
Maleditus Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Chrome,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stetsasonic,
Matthew Bourne,
Sandy B,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Suicide,
PIL,
Banda Bassotti,
New Age Steppers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Althea and Donna,
Al Stewart,
Cymande,
David McCallum,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.