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 United Kingdom and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 clarinet 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 Grey Daturas to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Negative Approach,
Aural Exciters,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Offenders,
Thompson Twins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronan,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Seeds,
The Monks,
Smog,
Icehouse,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Charles Mingus,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Don Cherry,
Desert Stars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Shoche,
Minnie Riperton,
Yellowson,
Whodini,
Shuggie Otis,
Sam Rivers,
Metal Thangz,
Cluster,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Smiths,
Mark Hollis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sister Nancy,
T. Rex,
Easy Going,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Boredoms,
Warsaw,
Rotary Connection,
Scrapy,
Freddie Wadling,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Reagan Youth,
Fatback Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rekid,
The Gap Band,
The J.B.'s,
Roxy Music,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Skaos,
Deepchord,
Sandy B,
The Leaves,
The Happenings,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ken Boothe,
Quantec,
Joey Negro,
Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose, Fifty Foot Hose.
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.