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 Guyana and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 The Buckinghams to the techno 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Massinfluence,
Nils Olav,
John Lydon,
Sex Pistols,
Urselle,
the Human League,
The Gap Band,
Gichy Dan,
Howard Jones,
Marc Almond,
Fear,
Marmalade,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Shuggie Otis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
KRS-One,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Parry Music,
the Normal,
Public Enemy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Invisible,
Bush Tetras,
Radiohead,
The Cowsills,
Darondo,
Dual Sessions,
Symarip,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soulsonic Force,
Heaven 17,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Boogie Down Productions,
Faraquet,
Fugazi,
The Mojo Men,
Mandrill,
X-101,
The Beau Brummels,
Peter & Gordon,
Tommy Roe,
The Skatalites,
Matthew Bourne,
Electric Light Orchestra,
New York Dolls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Joe Smooth,
Absolute Body Control,
CMW,
Audionom,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Slackers,
Derrick May,
Joey Negro,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Can,
Model 500,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Zero Boys,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.