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 Albania and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ 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 Q65 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moebius,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Fire Engines,
Donny Hathaway,
Moss Icon,
Wasted Youth,
Neil Young,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Public Enemy,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Los Fastidios,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Raincoats,
Skriet,
The Angels of Light,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deadbeat,
The Toasters,
Angry Samoans,
Flash Fearless,
Sound Behaviour,
Pharoah Sanders,
China Crisis,
Organ,
June Days,
ABC,
Anthony Braxton,
Yusef Lateef,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dennis Brown,
Surgeon,
Hasil Adkins,
Depeche Mode,
Rosa Yemen,
The Kinks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Althea and Donna,
Yaz,
Traffic Nightmare,
EPMD,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Cure,
Harry Pussy,
Sandy B,
KRS-One,
David McCallum,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Modern Lovers,
Reuben Wilson,
Mission of Burma,
Scion,
Lebanon Hanover,
Das Ding,
The Monks,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nils Olav,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.