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 Lesotho and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the punk 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Skriet,
10cc,
Gichy Dan,
Soul Sonic Force,
Qualms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jawbox,
ABBA,
The Modern Lovers,
The Happenings,
Symarip,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tim Buckley,
Marcia Griffiths,
Q65,
Freddie Wadling,
Radiohead,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Susan Cadogan,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Fire Engines,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Michelle Simonal,
Piero Umiliani,
London Community Gospel Choir,
E-Dancer,
X-101,
Barrington Levy,
Whodini,
the Swans,
Swell Maps,
The Associates,
The Cure,
Fatback Band,
Funky Four + One,
Khruangbin,
Bush Tetras,
Mandrill,
Panda Bear,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
B.T. Express,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Lydon,
Public Enemy,
F. McDonald,
Cecil Taylor,
Dawn Penn,
Tomorrow,
Pussy Galore,
Cybotron,
Make Up,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Amazonics,
Suicide,
Black Sheep,
Cymande,
Dark Day,
June of 44,
Aloha Tigers,
Can,
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.