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 Cyprus and from Portland.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Holger Czukay 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 Morten Harket to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
FM Einheit,
the Sonics,
Y Pants,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Human League,
Ronnie Foster,
John Coltrane,
The Slackers,
Electric Prunes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Count Five,
Steve Hackett,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Residents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stereo Dub,
Black Flag,
Talk Talk,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
CMW,
Rod Modell,
Jeff Lynne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Misunderstood,
Aloha Tigers,
Section 25,
Little Man,
U.S. Maple,
Moby Grape,
Pulsallama,
Index,
Interpol,
Johnny Osbourne,
Swell Maps,
Nirvana,
Patti Smith,
Duran Duran,
Bronski Beat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Cheater Slicks,
Maleditus Sound,
John Foxx,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Alarm Clocks,
Thompson Twins,
Charles Mingus,
The Searchers,
Marvin Gaye,
Monks,
Nik Kershaw,
Groovy Waters,
Alison Limerick,
The Fortunes,
Graham Central Station,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-101,
cv313,
Soul II Soul,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.