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 Venezuela and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Jerry Gold Smith to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
The Blackbyrds,
Harpers Bizarre,
June of 44,
Pere Ubu,
Yaz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tubeway Army,
The Birthday Party,
Alice Coltrane,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
Crooked Eye,
The Fugs,
Todd Terry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Surgeon,
Can,
DJ Style,
The Velvet Underground,
ABC,
Television Personalities,
The Remains,
Jeff Lynne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Boredoms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pantaleimon,
Harmonia,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Toni Rubio,
The Neon Judgement,
Sun City Girls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Freddie Wadling,
The Count Five,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camouflage,
Blossom Toes,
The Blues Magoos,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Trojans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soul II Soul,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lower 48,
Country Teasers,
Massinfluence,
the Normal,
Procol Harum,
Quadrant,
Erykah Badu,
Terrestrial Tones,
Josef K,
Fugazi,
Rod Modell,
Sonic Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Flipper,
Y Pants,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.