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 Uganda and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 oboe 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 John Coltrane to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All MDC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June of 44,
U.S. Maple,
Underground Resistance,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Au Pairs,
Pet Shop Boys,
E-Dancer,
the Germs,
Smog,
Newcleus,
Alice Coltrane,
Moebius,
Maurizio,
Arcadia,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Music Machine,
Wolf Eyes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mo-Dettes,
Monolake,
The Victims,
The Stooges,
Erasure,
Qualms,
The Five Americans,
The Pop Group,
The Fuzztones,
Sandy B,
Minutemen,
Big Daddy Kane,
Grey Daturas,
ABBA,
Susan Cadogan,
Roy Ayers,
Hashim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scratch Acid,
Harpers Bizarre,
Chris Corsano,
Jawbox,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rotary Connection,
Henry Cow,
Goldenarms,
Deakin,
Unwound,
Marc Almond,
Crash Course in Science,
48th St. Collective,
The Mummies,
Echospace,
Bill Near,
Yazoo,
MC5,
Ponytail,
Flash Fearless,
10cc,
Prince Buster,
T.S.O.L.,
Aaron Thompson,
Minnie Riperton,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.