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 Bhutan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Fall to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
New Order,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Harry Pussy,
Nation of Ulysses,
Talk Talk,
The Busters,
Television Personalities,
Ultra Naté,
The Motions,
Warren Ellis,
Anakelly,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mighty Diamonds,
World's Most,
New Age Steppers,
Rakim,
Joe Smooth,
Qualms,
Ralphi Rosario,
Roy Ayers,
Swell Maps,
Arthur Verocai,
Marc Almond,
Sound Behaviour,
The Monochrome Set,
The Pretty Things,
Man Eating Sloth,
Con Funk Shun,
Radiopuhelimet,
Vladislav Delay,
Agent Orange,
Rosa Yemen,
Darondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eurythmics,
Tears for Fears,
Black Moon,
kango's stein massive,
Pantaleimon,
H. Thieme,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Max Romeo,
Bobby Womack,
Isaac Hayes,
Erykah Badu,
The Durutti Column,
Barbara Tucker,
Lightning Bolt,
Jawbox,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Red Krayola,
Iggy Pop,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Steve Hackett,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gap Band,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.