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 Korea North and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bluetip to the grunge 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Funkadelic,
The Searchers,
Cymande,
Bauhaus,
The Remains,
Harpers Bizarre,
One Last Wish,
Negative Approach,
Ultra Naté,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Inner City,
OOIOO,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Siglo XX,
Fad Gadget,
Whodini,
Pole,
Morten Harket,
Animal Collective,
Cameo,
Los Fastidios,
Fela Kuti,
Byron Stingily,
Main Source,
Eddi Front,
The Trojans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soul Sonic Force,
Heaven 17,
The New Christs,
Adolescents,
The Golliwogs,
Quantec,
The Mummies,
FM Einheit,
Patti Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
Terrestrial Tones,
Visage,
Pere Ubu,
Country Teasers,
Skaos,
Roxy Music,
Tears for Fears,
Peter and Kerry,
Von Mondo,
Rakim,
Au Pairs,
Jeff Lynne,
The Slits,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Monks,
The Techniques,
DJ Style,
Q and Not U,
Depeche Mode,
Desert Stars,
Yellowson,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.