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 Guatemala and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 marimba 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 Livin' Joy to the crunk 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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Amon Düül II,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bill Near,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Brass Construction,
X-102,
Eden Ahbez,
Chris & Cosey,
The Associates,
Radiohead,
The Dirtbombs,
Barrington Levy,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ossler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Motions,
UT,
Trumans Water,
Sonic Youth,
R.M.O.,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Theoretical Girls,
Model 500,
Mandrill,
The Walker Brothers,
Rekid,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chrome,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bluetip,
Pagans,
The Fuzztones,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Danielle Patucci,
Pussy Galore,
Black Pus,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Susan Cadogan,
Television,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soft Cell,
Monks,
Peter and Kerry,
Pantytec,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pole,
Mission of Burma,
Altered Images,
Juan Atkins,
Piero Umiliani,
The Human League,
Excepter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Althea and Donna,
Fad Gadget,
Gang of Four,
Bang On A Can,
Josef K,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.