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 Russia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Residents to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ralphi Rosario record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
The Mojo Men,
Thee Headcoats,
Youth Brigade,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kenny Larkin,
Jacob Miller,
Electric Prunes,
Jandek,
The Shadows of Knight,
Henry Cow,
Aswad,
Animal Collective,
Sam Rivers,
Aloha Tigers,
Con Funk Shun,
Judy Mowatt,
Bill Near,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Charles Mingus,
Grandmaster Flash,
Dark Day,
Oneida,
Skriet,
Lou Reed,
Archie Shepp,
Excepter,
The Black Dice,
LL Cool J,
Ken Boothe,
The Buckinghams,
Interpol,
The Monochrome Set,
Sound Behaviour,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bronski Beat,
the Fania All-Stars,
Amon Düül II,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Victims,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Patti Smith,
David McCallum,
Country Joe & The Fish,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Buzzcocks,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pantytec,
Black Bananas,
The Blackbyrds,
Godley & Creme,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Section 25,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
8 Eyed Spy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Little Man,
The Doors,
Roy Ayers,
Morten Harket,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.