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 Afghanistan and from Hong Kong.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Tokyo.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Ponytail to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Outsiders,
Leonard Cohen,
Procol Harum,
Kas Product,
Graham Central Station,
Lou Christie,
Public Enemy,
Dave Gahan,
Khruangbin,
The Music Machine,
Unrelated Segments,
Maleditus Sound,
Wolf Eyes,
Aswad,
Darondo,
PIL,
Blossom Toes,
The Divine Comedy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pantytec,
Rakim,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kenny Larkin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Chris Corsano,
Jacob Miller,
Nas,
Crispy Ambulance,
Toni Rubio,
Chris & Cosey,
Niagra,
The Cure,
The Mojo Men,
Jawbox,
Adolescents,
Interpol,
The Toasters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pylon,
Dead Boys,
The Doors,
UT,
Ronnie Foster,
Guru Guru,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Schoolly D,
Bad Manners,
Tubeway Army,
DJ Sneak,
Massinfluence,
Suicide,
The Detroit Cobras,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joe Finger,
Skaos,
Charles Mingus,
Urselle, Urselle, Urselle, Urselle.
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.